Chi Xian’s heart, however, began to beat rapidly at that instant.
Before his eyes, it was as if brilliant fireworks bloomed.
His slender lips curved upwards.
As he smiled, his finger, like congealed fat, grazed his lips.
“You mean…”
His voice was noticeably taut and nervous.
His sexy Adam’s apple bobbed up and down.
His intense, lingering gaze was fixated on her face.
“You… agree to be my girlfriend, my future wife?”
He said this somewhat cautiously.
His eyes, as he looked at Ming Zheng, held a touch of trepidation and anticipation.
Ming Zheng curved her lips into a smile.
The finger pressed against his lips withdrew.
The lips, which had been only a finger’s width apart,
Touched as the finger was pulled away.
Ming Zheng opened her mouth.
Her teeth bit down.
She bit his lips.
“Yes.”
She said, “Once I agree, you’ll have no room to regret it, understand?”
The man in the chair saw brilliant light burst in his eyes.
The smile at the corner of his lips gradually widened.
He suddenly reached out and pulled the girl into his embrace.
Tightly, as if wanting to meld her into his very bones and blood.
“I will not regret it.”
His voice trembled with excitement, hoarse.
Yet, each word was incredibly clear and certain. “Zheng Bao, from the moment I met you, I knew you were the one for me this lifetime.”
“I like you, only you.”
The man’s embrace was warm.
That scent, like sandalwood smoke, was incredibly comforting.
The heart beating in his chest.
Indeed, it was fervent and intense.
Ming Zheng smiled.
“Okay.”
Since she understood his significance to her, and how different it was from anyone else.
Since she had already confirmed her own feelings.
Whether it was being captivated by his beauty in a moment of impulse, or because of his uniqueness to her.
In short.
This man.
She wanted him.
So she would follow her heart and possess him.
Let this world-shattering beauty.
Belong only to her.
Living life again.
She wanted to live freely and joyfully.
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And so.
When Ming Zheng and Chi Xian walked out of the room, hand in hand, appearing before everyone.
Si Lin, who had finished the cleanup, trotted over, his eyes full of playful amusement.
His gaze swept over their clasped hands.
“Brother Chi, Miss Ming Zheng… Oh my, from now on, should we call you Big Sister-in-law, or Miss Ming Zheng?”
Chi Xian raised his eyebrows and gave him a casual glance.
Si Lin was not intimidated. He dodged his gaze by moving closer to Ming Zheng, then looked up and offered Ming Zheng a fawning smile.
“Big Sister-in-law, Sister-in-law!”
Now that his Brother Chi had fallen in love.
The only way to survive safely was to cling to Big Sister-in-law’s leg!
This was the way of survival!
Ming Zheng looked at Si Lin’s clownish expression. “Call me whatever you like.”
Si Lin immediately declared, “Then I’ll call you Sister-in-law!”
Ming Zheng glanced around.
Everyone had been cleared out.
But the buildings had been blown up.
A mess of ruins.
Martial artists in ancient martial arts attire were busy clearing the debris.
Ming Zheng turned her head and looked at Chi Xian. “Aren’t you going to deal with your Chi family’s troubles?”
“Not your troubles,” Chi Xian corrected. “Our troubles, the Chi family’s.”
Ming Zheng: “…” I haven’t agreed to marry you yet!
Chi Xian tightened his grip on her clasped hand. “Si Qi will handle it. The Chi family… is not as simple as they think. If they want to usurp power, they can’t just do it.”
“Don’t worry, to me, they are just a farce, incapable of making any waves.”
“I…”
He chuckled lowly and leaned close to her ear. “The time from now on belongs to you.”
Ming Zheng: “…”
Oh dear, a miscalculation.
She forgot that this troublemaker was also a clingy one.
Now that she had agreed to be with him.
Wouldn’t she be suffocated by his clinginess?
Was it too late to regret it now?
Was it too late to break up (or rather, break off the engagement)?
Ming Zheng pondered seriously.
“Zheng Bao…”
The low, lingering voice sounded in Ming Zheng’s ear.
Unwittingly adding a touch of… danger.
Ming Zheng blinked, feigning innocence. “What is it?”
Was he a mind-reader?
Just thinking about it.
And he already knew?
Chi Xian leaned close to her face, smiling brilliantly. “Zheng Bao, you are mine.”
Ming Zheng: “…”
As expected, he knew.
She cleared her throat.
And continued to feign innocence. “Yes, mine.”
As long as she didn’t admit that she had just thought about breaking up.
Chi Xian couldn’t catch her!
She spent the afternoon with Chi Xian at the Chi family.
If you could call it “spending time.”
In fact, Chi Xian had dragged her around, making sure everyone in the Chi family knew that she, Ming Zheng, was the future matriarch of the Chi family.
Then, she gained a new title—
“Matriarch.”
Ming Zheng: “…”
What a tacky title.
And as she listened to the Chi family members call her Matriarch.
Chi Xian looked like a proud peacock.
Ming Zheng: “…”
Never mind, she would get used to it slowly.
Leaving the Chi family.
It was also time for dinner.
Chi Xian took her to the Drunken Immortal Restaurant.
It was peak dining time.
However, Chi Xian was the behind-the-scenes owner of the Drunken Immortal Restaurant, and a private room was always reserved for him.
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Drunken Immortal Restaurant, private seating on the first floor.
These were called private seating,
But in reality, they were just partitions within the main hall, using exquisite and beautiful items to separate the tables.
At this moment, in a private seat in the corner.
Father Ming and Mother Ming were smiling obsequiously, saying flattering words.
Father Ming even stood up and poured wine for the person opposite him.
Seated opposite them was a middle-aged man in a dark robe.
And beside him sat Elder Lu and a young student.
“Chairman Zhan, thank you for gracing us with your presence.”
After pouring the wine, Father Ming raised his wine glass and proposed a toast to the middle-aged man. “This glass, I toast Chairman Zhan.”
With that, he drank it down in one gulp.
The middle-aged man played with his wine glass with his fingers.
A hint of disdain flickered in his sharp eyes.
He did not move, nor did he speak.
Father Ming felt a bit awkward.
It was Elder Lu, standing beside him, who broke the awkward atmosphere. “Chairman Ming, there’s no need to be so polite. Our Chairman has always been most interested in difficult and complex cases. Upon hearing about Madam Ming’s situation, he wanted to come and take a look.”
Elder Lu picked up his wine glass and raised it to Father Ming.
He then drank a glass.
Father Ming’s awkward expression eased slightly. He quickly poured himself another glass of wine. “It is thanks to Elder Lu inviting Chairman Zhan. It is I who should toast you.”
“That’s enough, we don’t need so much ceremony.”
The middle-aged man’s tone was somewhat impatient, and his knitted brows concealed a sharp edge.
This middle-aged man was none other than the president of the Chinese Medicine Association, Zhan He An.
To be honest.
He looked down on Ming Chen Mu.
Although he did not associate with the business circles.
As the president of the Chinese Medicine Association, the people he interacted with were all wealthy and influential.
He had naturally heard some rumors about the Ming family.
The Ming family, a little over a year ago, had some minor fame, at most a second-rate aristocratic family.