Wen Cheng had no more doubts.
Stepping out of the elevator, things got even more chaotic. There were at least ten waiters in the corridor, and their eyes lit up with surprise at the sight of him. They rushed forward to present Wen Cheng with flowers, some even wrapping them up for her so she wouldn't get tired holding them all. When they reached the private room, they discovered that all the indoor private rooms were closed for the day, but there were still seven or eight waiters there, each holding a sunflower.
For the first time, Wen Cheng realized that receiving flowers wasn't such a happy thing. She wanted Yan Luan to take the blame, but Yan Luan's next words shut her up.
"If I take it, the person who sent you the flowers will be sad. Whose flowers are you planning to give to me? They all have names written on them. Is it this salty fish or that Wu fish?"
Wen Cheng silently took the flowers back, achieving the goal of having the only person in the world whose arms ached.
The two had no choice but to head to the top floor. There was no direct elevator to the top floor; they had to go to the 35th floor, cross the lobby, and take an escalator. The lobby on the 35th floor was brightly lit, and almost all the remaining staff were there. Everyone presented Wen Cheng with flowers; Wen Cheng couldn't even remember how many bouquets she had received.
Even someone as dense as him could sense something was amiss. He followed the escalator upstairs, but the rooftop, which should have been brightly lit, remained dark. The moon had already reached its destination with him.
The cool night breeze dispelled much of his fatigue.
Suddenly, the sound of fireworks came from not far away. Wen Cheng looked out with difficulty from the large bouquet of flowers. It wasn't the kind of fireworks that exploded in the sky, but rather the LED lights of each building. From the rooftop of the hotel, which was known as the tallest building in the city, these fireworks looked like they were blooming right below her.
"Hello, Mr. Wen Cheng, good evening! I'm Rou Rou~ It's been almost half a year since we last met, and I'm so happy to see you again," a 3D figure stood in mid-air not far away, and it turned out to be Rou Rou, who could only appear on everyone's phones half a year ago.
"Next is a fun game. Please put the flowers you have on this platform." Rou Rou pointed to the waist-high platform next to her, which had a groove that was just right to hold the flowers in Wen Cheng's hand.
Wen Cheng walked over step by step and placed the flower in the recessed area that was illuminated by blue-purple light.
The moment it was lowered, a powerful beam of light rapidly spread from his feet to behind him, while the soft light burned intensely.
Wen Cheng turned around in shock. The beam of light slowly crept towards the end, then the lights at the end quickly came on, revealing a tall, slender figure standing there, a small sunflower tucked into his chest. Then, that person walked towards her.
Wen Cheng felt goosebumps all over his body. Before this, he had never thought Wen Qi was a romantic person. After all, he had proposed to Wen Qi in a cemetery six months ago! What romantic genes could he expect from this person?
So he absolutely refused to believe that Wen Qi was behind what happened today.
Yet, it was precisely this kind of Wen Qi who gradually walked to his side.
"Chengcheng," Wen Qi's voice was husky and magnetic.
"Here!" Wen Cheng couldn't help but blurt out, "Present!" in the style of military training.
A very abrupt sizzling sound rang out from the darkness not far away.
Wen Qi didn't mind at all patting Wen Cheng's head, hoping to calm her down and get her to listen to him.
"I'm not a very romantic person, otherwise I wouldn't have scheduled a formal proposal for today,"
"What about six months ago?"
"Let my parents know I have someone, and let you know in your heart that you're taken," Wen Qi answered frankly, then continued, "At first, I struggled with what flowers to send you, considering all sorts of meanings—burning love? Or gentle protection? Sometimes I feel that the language of flowers is a far more complex thing than any program."
Wen Cheng couldn't help but laugh when she saw Wen Qi's troubled expression.
"Then one day I took you to see the sunrise. Your eyes followed the light, and as I looked at you, I suddenly understood why things had to be so complicated. The light was too dazzling for me, but what attracted me most was someone who actively chased the light like a sunflower. You would give me love without any impurities. I don't care about your identity now, as long as you are you."
Disbelief flashed across Wen Cheng's eyes, but Wen Qi's overly determined gaze successfully reassured him.
"So, Wen Cheng, will you marry me?" Wen Qi held out his hand.
Wen Cheng was already moved to tears, and if Wen Qi continued speaking now, he might burst into tears on such an important occasion.
He quickly reached out his hand, and Wen Qi firmly grasped it.
“Orange! Have some ambition! He hasn’t even knelt down yet! It’s not formal at all!” The surrounding lights suddenly turned on, and Wen Qi looked at Yao Xingwei in a friendly manner.
"No, no, no! I was just kidding, just kidding! Who is it?! Turning on the lights so early to try and kill me!" Yao Xingwei shouted.
He Haobo silently put down the remote control.
"It was him! Xiao Haozi drove it!" Gu Yuning made a precise grab, but He Haobo quickly covered her mouth with his hand.
"Waaaaah! Cat!"
A little one fell out of Gu Yuning's arms, stumbled forward, and then fell down at Wen Cheng's feet.
It was a leopard cat with yellow and black markings.
"Mimi!" Wen Cheng excitedly lifted the cat up.
"Meow!"
Xie Nianyu watched with an envious smile.
"If you like, I,"
"Get me this, and I'll leave this city tonight, Fei Shuo. I mean what I say," Xie Nianyu said with a squinty smile.
Fei Shuo immediately turned his head away, pretending that nothing had happened.
"Hey, could we pack some of this beef to take home?" Xiao Zhang asked, swallowing hard.
“If you like, we can make it at your house tomorrow,” Secretary Zhao said, adjusting his glasses.
"Yiyi, it's me," Qin Zhou said, somewhat excited.
"Don't make any moves until they forget about this proposal. I recently bought a small island; you can go and take a look for a few years," Wen Yunyi said, his eyes burning with fierce determination.
Qin Zhou smiled wryly. Fortunately, their world was not advanced enough for boys to give birth. He was worried that Wen Yunyi might even drive to the hospital overnight to induce labor just to have the baby born a few seconds earlier.
The day after the proposal was the public beta test day for Wen Cheng's acting.
Since the game's beta server opened, it has received a constant stream of positive reviews. Many industry elites have praised the younger generation for surpassing the older generation, and said that the gaming industry is still shining brightly in the hands of the new generation.
They never expected that Wen Cheng was one of the developers of the game's public beta.
At the end of his speech, Jian Cheng specifically mentioned Wen Cheng: "The development of this game encountered many problems. Perhaps you think that the presence of a wealthy young master on stage might have added some embellishment, but I can swear here that Wen Cheng's talent and hard work are evident to all. He is a genius, and his efforts have deeply moved us. Having Wen Cheng in our studio is one of the absolute factors that have led to our success."
There was no reaction from the audience, but the people on stage started clapping wildly. Everyone knew how hard Wen Cheng had worked in the past six months.
The reporters below the stage eagerly awaited Wen Cheng's speech. Just when everyone expected her to offer a humble explanation, Wen Cheng stepped forward and began, "This past year, I know there have been many voices from the outside world. When people talk about Wen Qi, they say he's an industry leader; when they talk about Xiao Yi, they say he's a bold innovator. In the Wen family, besides being a biological child, I have no special status. The worst part is, I even managed to steal away the most prestigious Wen Qi. This past year, I'm sure Qi's 'wives and husbands' have been quite jealous of me."
As soon as these words were spoken, laughter erupted from the audience.
"Then some people said that Wen Qi deserves someone better, more capable, and more controversial. My fans, of course, had to speak up for me. What did they say? They said that a domineering CEO should find a useless little cookie." Wen Cheng showed a helpless expression.
The laughter from the audience grew even louder, because it was a live broadcast, and everyone was constantly spamming "hahahahaha" in the chat because of Wen Cheng's self-deprecating behavior.
“But,” Wen Cheng said seriously, “I’m thinking, why isn’t there a third option, which is for me to become outstanding and make him proud of me? He proposed to me yesterday. Today, taking advantage of the public beta of my team, I want to tell everyone here that I can also make him proud and make everyone feel that I am worthy of him. At the same time, I also want to formally thank Brother Qi here. Thank you for accompanying me through this year, for helping me find what I want to do, and for making me feel that loving someone is worthwhile.”
Wen Cheng smiled, looking at Wen Qi below the stage whose smile never stopped. Wen Qi was also looking at him, and slowly mouthed three words: I love you.
After Wen Cheng had her fill of silliness on stage, she grabbed the microphone and said, "Brother Qi, I love you too!"
Then, amidst the cameras and everyone's astonished gazes, she jumped off the stage. Wen Qi, who was originally in his seat, unknowingly came to the bottom of the stage and caught Wen Cheng steadily. A similar embrace followed the two of them through the next few decades.
Two hearts that had once been lonely and tentative have finally found their home.
A note from the author:
It's finished! Hooray!
This book started updating in November, and it's been more than half a year now. The author's writing style is still quite immature.
But thanks to everyone's support, I have worked hard to get to where I am today. I am really grateful to everyone. I am always touched to see readers checking in at the end of each chapter. Thank you all for your companionship.
What follows is a sweet bonus chapter. Goodnight everyone!
Chapter 176 Extra 1 Yan Luan
Yan Luan's admission to K University was entirely expected. Unlike his classmates, he didn't hesitate when choosing a major and resolutely chose game design. His score of nearly 700 points secured him a place in the program, and then he began the longest summer vacation of his life.
His original plan was to take Yan Nian on a trip first, and then come back to spend time in Wen Cheng's studio. Jian Cheng, the head of the studio, always had a smiling face and was a nice person. He had promised to let Yan Luan intern at the studio when he graduated. During this period, the studio was in a vacancy period, and the older brothers and sisters who were free were already eager to teach him a lesson.
However, an even bigger accident happened ahead of schedule.
On a quiet night after Yan Luan returned from his trip with Yan Nian, Wen Yunyi knocked on his door with an expression that was both trying to be normal and very abnormal. He asked Yan Luan if he was interested in taking on any publicity work this year. Yan Luan refused without hesitation. He wasn't interested in it at all, and the money he had earned before was enough for him and Nian Nian to squander for the rest of their lives, as long as he didn't use it for illegal things.
Wen Yunyi's smile vanished, but he still stubbornly held up five fingers.
These days, who wouldn't complain about having too much money?
Yan Luan was incredibly willing to sacrifice a month of his time, accompanying the filming crew into the high plateau and the harsh rainforest for shooting. He rode horses, wrestled, and lay in mud puddles, doing things that other models and celebrities would avoid as if it were child's play. The bravery and naivety of a young man were somewhat lacking in Yan Luan. The filming crew felt that they had been incredibly lucky to have met such a cooperative and talented model.
The promotional video was released in September. Since starting school, Yan Luan's deliberately low-key approach had finally brought down his fame and popularity, which had been pushed several times higher than before. Even he himself could easily find scenes of himself laughing and running wildly in a mud pit by simply opening any short video app.
Many entertainment companies even extended olive branches to him. Even when he met his roommates on the first day of school, they all teased him and called him a star. While Yan Luan was nourished by money, he also felt mentally exhausted.
"Yan, you've got some snacks at Auntie's again today," his roommate said with a grin, placing a large bag of imported snacks on Yan Luan's clean and tidy desk. Yan Luan just glanced at it and continued working on the homework Wen Cheng had left him. "Same as always, I'm going to split it up, first come, first served," Yan Luan said. A wolf howled in the dorm, and then two big guys rushed over to grab the snacks from their arms.
"I say, could it be that the same person sent them? I saw these cookies last time, they're all foreign brands, they're not sold in China yet," the boy sitting diagonally opposite Yan Luan said sarcastically without coming up.
"The same person? Hehe, Yan Luan, it seems a girl is deeply in love with you." Some people seem to be born with a thick skin. Yan Luan looked at him and couldn't help but think of Wen Cheng.
"It doesn't necessarily have to be girls. I saw that Yan Luan has quite a few male fans on Weibo, right? Besides, some of these imported snacks aren't even sold online. How can a student have so much time to go abroad once a month, let alone go to different countries to bring you food?" The boy continued in a sarcastic tone.
Yan Luan stopped typing, turned halfway around and glanced at him. "Yu Zi, do you have any objections?"
"Hey, what kind of attitude is that?" Yu Zi retorted unhappily. "What's wrong with you, Yu Zi? You've always been the one to get into trouble with Yan Luan. What's the point of saying this now?" A roommate took sides.
Anyone who gets into this university is already a chosen one, Yu Zi said angrily, slamming his fist on the table. "Ha, so what if I don't eat here anymore? Do you think I care?"
"You,"
"Forget it, I didn't beg you to eat," Yan Luan said, stopping the argument. His past experiences didn't really support arguing with people a year younger than him. He was just looking forward to graduating.
When the snacks are delivered, there will be a ticket stub. My roommate takes the snacks, and he will collect the ticket stub when he finishes his work. Each ticket stub has the language of a specific country on it.
However, Yan Luan didn't need to examine it closely. He opened Weibo, clicked on someone's app, and the latest photo was of him surfing in a floral shirt on a beach. The next photo showed a small shop by the sea, the owner with gray hair, holding a glass of whiskey and raising it towards the camera. Yan Luan watched for a while and then exited, collecting the ticket stubs on the title page of one of his books. The next day was the weekend, no day off. Yan Luan was woken up by a phone notification after his afternoon nap. He groggily swiped open the screen. Wen Cheng: [Family barbecue, hurry up and come out, I'm waiting for you downstairs at your dorm. Haven't seen your brother's cooking in a long time, have you? (witty little emoji)]
Yan Luan couldn't help but chuckle, then quickly got up to change his clothes.
"Yan Luan, dressed so formally? Going on a date?" My roommates were playing games and hadn't slept at all, and another one was minoring in another major, preparing to pursue a double degree.
Yan Luan was thrilled by the word "date," and said, "Go play your game."
"Yo yo yo!"
Amidst the cheers and jeers in the dormitory, Yan Luan grabbed her bag and went out, her ears turning red.
A barely audible snort came from behind.
When Yan Luan came downstairs and saw the understated luxury Bentley, his excited heart instantly calmed down.
He simply slung his bag over his shoulder and climbed into the back seat.
"Hello, Brother Qi. Brother Cheng."
"Um,"