Logically speaking, this should have been Luan Yenan's territory, but she stopped and was determined to let Zuo Baixuan point the way.
The wind at the alley entrance tousled Zuo Baixuan's hair, obscuring her vision. She reached up and tucked her hair behind her ear, pressing it down gently.
She walked past Luan Yenan and led the way.
Luan Ye glanced at the empty, slender fingers from the south side, and then remembered the jewelry box she had scanned around in the morning.
It was full of ornaments with elements such as skulls and six-pointed stars.
The necklaces she was wearing around her neck were now placed in another compartment because they looked too out of place.
Not to mention wedding rings, which of course were never prepared at all.
She thought for a moment and then made a plan: "Wait, let's go to this store first. We need to get the necklace and ring ready."
Zuo Baixuan watched as Luan Yenan entered the gold shop by the roadside. She clenched her palm, feeling disgusted.
For others, a ring carries sweetness, represents love, and is a way of announcing to the world that they have a committed partner.
For her, this was a prop in a performance, a constant reminder of the spirit of the contract, a reminder that the second party must comply with and cooperate with the wishes of the first party.
These associations sent chills down Zuo Baixuan's spine.
Her already meager freedom felt like it had been ripped out again.
In the end, he obediently followed the gold shop and played the role of a competent tool.
After explaining her requirements to the shopkeeper, Luan Yenan selected a suitable necklace and a pair of simple gold rings of the right size, then paid and had the shopkeeper engrave the names on them.
Completed in one go.
A marriage played with like a child's play.
Choosing jewelry and rings is even more casual.
Zuo Baixuan stared blankly at the glittering exhibition hall.
The couples in the exhibition hall all had smiles on their faces, but she was probably the only one who would appear so lifeless in the jewelry store.
Luan Yenan leaned on the counter and said, "I'm just buying one to appease your parents. If you're not satisfied, we can get a custom-designed one later when I have more money."
What a wonderful and considerate wife!
He immediately comforted his wife when he noticed she was in a bad mood.
The saleswoman smiled as she looked at Luan Yenan. Just from the way he had taken out the card to spend money without saying a word and as soon as his wife agreed, she thought this Alpha was pretty good.
Zuo Baixuan looked at Luan Yenan, wondering if they even had to act in this kind of situation.
That's true.
Lin Xiaoxiao can appear out of nowhere.
In this bustling commercial district, she might just run into many of her friends, or even students from Beijing University.
Zuo Baixuan reached out and tugged at the fabric around Luan Yenan's waist, moving closer to him: "That's not what I meant. I was thinking that you're short on money right now, so the ring isn't urgent, and jewelry isn't important to me. Besides, I'm still a student, and it would be strange to wear a ring to class, so..."
That sounds very understanding.
Luan Yenan interrupted her: "But I'm a little angry that your classmate showed up and bullied you today. Although the ring I bought isn't very valuable, I'll wear it forever. It's a declaration of ownership; I'm yours. Anan belongs to Xiaoxuan."
She reached out and pinched Zuo Baixuan's cheek. Her narrow eyes lost their foxy cunning and gained a lot of sincerity.
Zuo Baixuan's heart skipped a beat.
Did this person get so into character while acting?
Did she even believe what she said?
They put it so nicely, saying, "Anan belongs to Xiaoxuan."
Rather, it's more like she wants people to know that "Zuo Baixuan belongs to Luan Yenan."
Before Zuo Baixuan could respond, Luan Yenan continued, "Besides, you don't need to be embarrassed to wear a ring. Instead of letting people at your school speculate about things, you might as well just tell them directly..."
Luan Yenan paused for a moment.
As Zuo Baixuan closed the distance, he bent down and put the necklace on her finger, whispering in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Don't you want to win something from this bet?"
Zuo Baixuan was stunned for a moment.
Luan Yenan stepped back to check with the shop assistant about the progress of the ring.
So, are you trying to get me to win something?
Zuo Baixuan couldn't bring herself to ask.
She even had a feeling.
Luan Yenan is nurturing her with great interest.
I wanted to teach her how to make better use of everything at hand.
Teach her how to win.
Luan Yenan, on the other hand, was enjoying the process. He might even one day steal both of the fruits of his labor.
Who knows?
If there really were a gambling table here, and they were the two sides sitting at the table, how could they both win?
In any game, there are always winners and losers.
If they both win, from whom will they profit?
Is it fate?
A note from the author:
Luan Yenan: Hmm... why can't it be fate?
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Chapter 11
After leaving the jewelry store, the two put on their rather inconspicuous wedding rings. There was no attempt to show them off or deliberately hide them; it was just a natural gesture, adding to their genuine wife-and-wife demeanor.
They ate lunch at a restaurant chosen by Zuo Baixuan, using silence as part of cultivating their understanding.
After ordering, Luan Yenan, who hadn't eaten much, quickly slowed down, occasionally glancing out the window.
The restaurant is located just across the street from a bustling commercial district.
Looking at the bustling activity on the other side, while this side remained tranquil, it was as if we had a God's-eye view, which was quite interesting.
In her original world, she was so busy that she ended up owning mansions all over the world, with so many keys that she couldn't even remember how many properties she owned. To others, she had everything, but she was still busy and rarely had the chance to sit around aimlessly.
It was as if a ferocious beast was constantly chasing her from behind; if she stopped, she would be swallowed by endless terror. Therefore, she learned to enjoy the thrill of confronting this beast.
The ferocious beast that had been chasing them was now gone.
Even if you're a lazy rich kid who tries every trick in the book to swindle money from your elders, and act out a drama with a naive girl, choosing a life completely different from your previous one might not be so bad.
Away from the hustle and bustle, away from the strife.
Zuo Baixuan thought Luan Yenan was up to something. She glanced at her out of the corner of her eye and found her lost in thought.
Looking up at her, I saw only a calm and peaceful expression in her eyes.
Why does she seem like a bird that has been locked in a cage for a long time?
He struggled to escape, covered in wounds, and only now has he regained his freedom.
Freedom comes with a sense of loss. One possesses wings and the ability to fly, yet loses the purpose and direction of that flight.
but.
Luan Yenan?
How could that be? Even if her own mother cut off her credit card supplementary card to prevent her from doing whatever she wanted, it wouldn't be able to keep her in check.
Where does this illusion come from?
Zuo Baixuan suspected that her ability to read people had malfunctioned when applied to Luan Yenan. She lowered her head and continued eating, not wanting to develop any curiosity about this woman.
...
It was still early after the meal, and Zuo Baixuan didn't know where she could take Luan Yenan.
Fortunately, Luan Yenan did not ask Zuo Baixuan for suggestions on how to lead the way this time, but simply walked into the nearby supermarket on his own.
The two strolled side-by-side through the supermarket to digest their food. They didn't even push a shopping cart; they just wandered around aimlessly.
This behavior is quite common in supermarkets. After lunch, the workers from the surrounding companies have nothing to do. They are not sleepy and do not want to go back to the company, so they will go to the supermarket to browse and buy some things they like.
It's quite eye-catching that it happened to two young and pretty girls dressed casually.
Luan Yenan didn't care about other people's opinions at all, and Zuo Baixuan had long since mastered how to ignore other people's gazes.
As Zuo Baixuan was leaving, she watched Luan Yenan carrying a box of milk that was on sale at the supermarket as he went to pay.
Even if you're short on money, shouldn't you buy something presentable as a gift to please your parents when you go home?
Do wealthy people always bring such practical gifts when they go home to meet their parents?
Or perhaps only when Luan Yenan comes home will he bring her some "cheap milk" that even she herself wouldn't drink.
It's not impossible for this kind of plot to happen to this unfilial rich kid.
However, I didn't expect things to get even more outrageous in the afternoon.
When I was getting ready to leave at four o'clock, I even left the carton of milk at home and didn't take it with me.
Zuo Baixuan held back for a while, but finally couldn't hold back any longer before the elevator reached her floor: "When meeting the parents, you need to bring a gift. Are you sure you want to go empty-handed?"
It's common knowledge in many circles that Luan Yenan had a falling out with his family.