“Since Uncle and Auntie have no objections, naturally I want everyone to know — you are mine, and I am yours.” Xuan Yanyu took hold of Yan Yunning’s arm and drew her into his embrace.
He rested his chin on her shoulder, holding her as he scrolled through the comments.
Yan Yunning blinked her long lashes and asked with a tinge of suspicion, “How do you know my account?”
“That time I picked you up for dinner — didn’t you open your account right in front of me? You even sent the message ‘Yes.’ I saw your account username, ‘Yanyan,’ and remembered it.”
“Oh.” Yan Yunning nodded and looked at the post from four minutes ago. The likes had already surpassed a million, and comments had reached eighty-six thousand. She opened her mouth, astonished. “Isn’t that a bit extreme?”
“Is it?” Xuan Yanyu slid his slender fingers across the touchpad, scrolling through the comments. His brow arched slightly. “They’re saying we’re a perfect match.”
Yan Yunning: “……”
“They’re absolutely right. Now, how do you send a red envelope?”
Yan Yunning: “……”
Xuan Yanyu frowned and studied the interface for a moment.
A minute later, Yan Yunning watched the man set up a password-protected red envelope — the zeros he was adding looked like they cost him nothing at all. She quickly pressed down on his hand. “Alright, that’s enough.”
She genuinely felt her heart aching at the sight.
“It’s fine.” Xuan Yanyu tapped two more zeros and hit send.
Yan Yunning steadied herself with a deep breath and glanced at the comments.
【Wow, this is the first time I’ve ever grabbed a 999 red envelope — Little President Xuan and Yanyan are too perfect together, 99 forever!】
【Everyone, this Yanyan already posted in that clarification video a while back that Little President Xuan has abs — oh my, were they together even back then? No wonder some people said Little President Xuan’s clarification statement was meant for the eyes of his true love.】
【966, oh my goodness, did I actually grab that one? I truly, truly thank Yanyan for being willing to be with Little President Xuan — ahhh!!!】
【True love confirmed.】
【Now that’s real power — the smallest red envelope is 88. Waiting to see if Little President Xuan will send one at the wedding too.】
【Did anyone see the proposal scene? Zoom into the photo — look at the pink roses and the gold wire threaded through them. You think that’s just romance? That’s money. And their diamond rings — oh my, colored diamonds!!!】
【Colored diamonds? Are those that expensive???】
【Expensive? Rare colored diamonds can be insanely expensive, alright? And what they’re wearing are rare colored diamonds!!!】
Yan Yunning touched her diamond ring. She was starting to think about taking it off — mainly out of fear of attracting unwanted attention.
【And look closely at Yanyan’s gown, everyone — couture, a luxury brand.】
【I just remembered — on the evening of August 21st, near that hotel in the city center, I saw fireworks and drones. ‘Yan Yù’ — could that have been Little President Xuan and Yanyan?】
【Of course it was — that hotel in the city center is a platinum five-star luxury hotel. “Yan Yù” — isn’t that obviously Yanyan and Little President Xuan?】
【So for just a proposal, how much did Little President Xuan spend???】
【Never mind the proposal — look at tonight’s red envelopes. Do you know how much Little President Xuan sent out? Ha, and to think about Shiyao’s accusation from a few days ago, claiming Little President Xuan had taken money from her — I can’t stop laughing.】
【When will I ever meet my own Little President Xuan!!!】
【When’s the wedding? Wishing them all the best.】
【In the Name of Love, We Share a Lifetime — wishing Little President Xuan and Yanyan eternal happiness. 💗】
Someone started the trend, and soon the entire comment section was flooded with the same message.【In the Name of Love, We Share a Lifetime — wishing Little President Xuan and Yanyan eternal happiness. 💗💗】
After reading for a while, Yan Yunning softly nuzzled her head against Xuan Yanyu’s shoulder like a content, sleepy little creature.
“Tired?” The man closed the laptop and rose with Yan Yunning in his arms.
“Mm.” The young woman hooked her arms around his neck and closed her eyes, already half-drowsy.
Xuan Yanyu laughed softly and carried her back to her room.
——
Early the next morning, Ye Jian came rushing urgently and whisked away Xuan Yanyu, who hadn’t even had breakfast yet.
Yan Yunning came downstairs, found no one there, and picked up her phone to call him. She saw a message Xuan Yanyu had sent her early that morning: 【Ningning, something came up. Going out.】
She put her phone away and settled lazily at the dining table to start on breakfast.
Meanwhile, in the parking lot of a Western restaurant, Ye Jian respectfully held open the car door for Xuan Yanyu and said in a low voice:
“Little President Xuan, Shiyao called me yesterday, saying she had something important to discuss with you. She said it was very important — that she absolutely had to see you, otherwise she would go find Miss Yan.”
“To avoid her disturbing Miss Yan, I took the liberty of arranging for Shiyao to come to Yuanjin City.”
Xuan Yanyu’s expression turned cold. He strode toward the private room with measured, purposeful steps. “She had better actually have something important to say.”
Ye Jian didn’t dare say another word and quietly followed behind Xuan Yanyu.
Third-floor private room.
Seeing Xuan Yanyu, Ye Jian, Ye Chen, and Ye’an approach, a server smiled and pushed open the private room door.
Xuan Yanyu stepped inside with long, unhurried strides, his face expressionless.
At the sound of footsteps, Shiyao looked up at Xuan Yanyu with eyes rimmed in tears, the look of someone who had passed through a lifetime of grief. She broke down in sobs. “Xuan Xīxī, I’m sorry.”
The look Xuan Yanyu turned on her was glacial. A flash of revulsion crossed his face.
Ye Chen and Ye’an went still for a beat, their eyes filled with silent incredulity.
Shiyao wiped her tears. “Xuan Xīxī, do you remember what I said to you right after you woke up? I’ve remembered everything now — I really am the blessed visitor who transmigrated into this novel through the book-crossing device.”
“I remember you carrying me on your back up the mountain. The path was so steep and difficult, yet you didn’t seem tired at all. I told you that if you were tired, you could put me down — but you just kept carrying me all the way up.”
Xuan Yanyu’s gaze faltered. His mind buzzed with noise: “Xuan Yanyu, aren’t you tired?” “Put me down if you’re tired.” “Xuan Yanyu, is the gold crown for holding your hair actually made of gold?” “Xuan Yanyu… Xuan Yanyu.”
He shook his head sharply. Who was that? Who on earth was that??
“Xuan Xīxī, do you also remember? The first time I asked you for a place to stay for the night, you refused. I said then just lend me Ye Chen, and you refused that even more firmly — but in the end you still let me stay in your side chamber.”
“You even had me sleep on the daybed, but when I woke up the next morning, I found myself in your bed. Xuan Xīxī, why have you forgotten all of this? If I had remembered sooner, I never would have done that live stream.”
Ye Chen’s mouth twitched. The nerve of her.
Xuan Yanyu pressed his fingers to his temple. A young woman’s soft, gentle voice rang ceaselessly through his ears. “Xuan Yanyu, talk with me.” “Xuan Yanyu, are you asleep?” “Xuan Yanyu, I’m hungry.”
“Xuan Xīxī, I’ve broken up with Qi Qingchen. I’m single now. You said I was the only one for you — so why have you forgotten? What am I supposed to do?” Shiyao blinked, and tears fell one by one.
“Shut your mouth. If you say another word of this nonsense, don’t blame me for what I do regardless of Qingchen.” Xuan Yanyu fixed Shiyao with a bone-chilling stare. “I’m saying this once.”
Shiyao trembled, then steeled herself. “Xuan Xīxī, the lotus leaf chicken — do you still remember the lotus leaf chicken?”
Something twisted painfully deep in Xuan Yanyu’s chest. Instinctively, he dreaded hearing those words.
A glimmer flashed in Shiyao’s eyes, and urgency edged her voice. “Think carefully. We also had a child together.”
“Shiyao, are you looking to die?” Xuan Yanyu’s gaze was razor-sharp, his expression darkening to something terrifying.
Ye Jian, Ye Chen, and Ye’an all stared with wide eyes. Was this woman out of her mind?
Shiyao’s body trembled. She backed away in fear. “Xuan… Xuan Xīxī, think about it. The child we lost — you even shed tears over it.”