Chapter 45: Miss Song, scared?
What should I do?
This man has the situation under tight control.
She was being led away the whole time.
Indeed, is this the king's absolute control?
Song Huan Yan's mind was a bit chaotic, she tried to sort it out and said, "Aren't you supposed to fly this afternoon?"
Nan Gong Yu lifted his wine glass and took a sip, "Yes. But I'm not in a hurry; if we get married, postponing anything is fine."
Song Huan Yan blinked.
Nan Gong Yu set down his glass, "Miss Song, are you scared?"
"No," Song Huan Yan immediately denied. In truth, a Marriage Alliance with Nan Gong Yu wouldn't be a loss for her.
As long as she doesn't expect romance, she is guaranteed a sure profit.
"Do you still need time to think?" Nan Gong Yu asked again.
Song Huan Yan steadied herself and said, "I mainly thought today was just a blind date."
Nan Gong Yu looked at her, "I don't like doing useless work, nor do I like wasting time."
Song Huan Yan nodded, "I understand. May I go to the restroom?"
Nan Gong Yu replied, "Fine."
He immediately ordered the person waiting in the Kitchen to escort Song Huan Yan to the restroom, and added, "Bring Meng Zhangfeng in."
Song Huan Yan took her phone and went to the restroom.
For some reason her heart raced; indeed, this flash marriage was truly exciting.
She posted in the group, "Nan Gong Yu seems to want a flash marriage with me."
Sang Wan and Tang Chenge replied instantly, flooding the chat with several shocked emojis.
Later Sang Wan asked, "What are your thoughts?"
Tang Chenge asked, "Where are you now?"
Song Huan Yan replied to Sang Wan, "A bit chaotic."
She then @‑ed Tang Chenge, "Restroom."
Tang Chenge said, "I knew you were in the restroom! Flash marrying Nan Gong Yu, damn, how thrilling! You should know Leng Bai Wei dated him for a while and still couldn't marry him! He actually wants to flash marry you!"
Song Huan Yan hadn't had time to reply.
Tang Chenge blurted, "Flash, flash, flash, you must flash! After flashing, you'll be Nan Gong Madam! That man owns a third of the world's wealth, and he's only thirty‑one; what are you still considering? Babe, flash him! Damn, my hands are shaking from excitement!"
Song Huan Yan reasonably suspected that Tang Chenge meant "to get with him."
Sang Wan, relatively calmer, said, "So when you met him for a meal, he must have behaved well, right? At least he satisfied you?"
Otherwise Song Huan Yan would probably have left outright and wouldn't have mentioned flash marriage.
Song Huan Yan thought for a moment and replied, "The gentleman is perfect, flawless."
Tang Chenge continued, "Give me his damn flash!"
Sang Wan added, "Then what else is there to consider?"
Song Huan Yan also gradually calmed down; indeed, there seemed to be nothing else to consider.
Sang Wan said again, "Don't talk about flash marriage. Even a long‑term courtship leading to marriage, no one can guarantee a lifetime, nor can anyone claim the marriage will stay stable and as loving as ever. So marriage is a gamble, also reliant on personal effort."
Tang Chenge said, "Yeah. Didn't Qin Zi Mo also change? Who can guarantee anything over a whole lifetime?"
Song Huan Yan said, "Mm."
Sang Wan asked again, "Did Nan Gong Yu come prepared?"
Being able to go from blind date straight to marriage means he must have thought about it from the start.
Song Huan Yan replied, "Seems so."
Sang Wan said, "So it looks like Leng Bai Wei is the cannon fodder, right? Nan Gong Yu's ultimate goal won't always be you, will it?"
Song Huan Yan said, "Can't be."
Tang Chenge said, "Sisters, no matter what, Nan Gong Madam isn't Leng Bai Wei."
Sang Wan asked, "Yan Yan, have you decided?"
Song Huan Yan took a deep breath, "Mm. Aunt Gu said she has always chosen me as her first choice, and Nan Gong Yu doesn't mind my past. I… have no reason to refuse."
Tang Chenge and Sang Wan instantly flooded the group with various celebratory screaming emojis.
Song Huan Yan said, "I'll step out first, we can talk later."
The two urged her, "Go quickly, go quickly."
Song Huan Yan logged out of WeChat and took a deep breath.
Looking at herself in the mirror, her face was inexplicably slightly flushed.
Song Huan Yan turned on cold water, washed her hands, and patted her face.
She doesn't even expect romance, why the heat?
Song Huan Yan returned to the dining hall.
Meng Zhangfeng stood beside Nan Gong Yu.
Several beautiful desserts were brought to the table again.
But Song Huan Yan instantly spotted, on the tabletop near her seat, an extra red box.
It looked like… a Ring box.
It wasn't just a seeming; it was truly there.
Song Huan Yan walked over, sat down, and her gaze fell on the Ring box.
The Ring box was open.
Inside is a pair of Rings.
The women's version has a heart‑shaped diamond setting, surrounded by colored gems, of excellent quality, with superb fire.
The men's version is a wide‑band Ring, also set with diamonds, understatedly luxurious, very attractive.
They really came prepared; the Rings are all ready...
Nan Gong Yu's eye is naturally top‑class.
Wedding Rings cannot be as flamboyant as Star River Dream.
He chose them just right.
Thinking of Star River Dream makes Song Huan Yan a little embarrassed.
Because she brought Star River Dream today.
Hundred‑billion‑worth jewelry is indeed too costly.
Moreover, they had no private acquaintance before.
It was just her birthday then; returning it immediately would obviously be inappropriate.
Such a gift must be returned only after meeting the giver, speaking clearly and nicely, then returning it.
If you don't see the giver in person, you must not say you're returning it; you can only thank and say you like it, otherwise it's too rude.
So she put it in her bag when she left, and since the two of them will meet today, she can say she'll return it then.
Whether the other party accepts it back or not, at least she can express her intention clearly.
But now it seems... there's no need to return it.
Seeing her gaze fall on the Rings, Nan Gong Yu remains cool and steady.
He just holds a glass of red wine, his eyes on Song Huan Yan, as if admiring a work of art, yet without any predatory or aggressive intent.
She truly is beautiful; her beauty alone, just sitting there, can stir primal desire in the opposite sex, even unrelated to affection.
Finally Song Huan Yan lifts her eyes to look at him, her gaze quite calm.
Nan Gong Yu also puts down his wine glass, "Miss Song, have you decided?"
He actually gave her a fair amount of time to consider, not pressuring, only waiting quietly.
Song Huan Yan purses her lips, looks at him, does not answer his question, but asks, "Lord Yu, do you smoke?"
Nan Gong Yu's eyes flicker slightly, "Do you smoke?"
Song Huan Yan's smile deepens, as if amused by him, shakes her head, "I don't smoke, just asking."
Nan Gong Yu says, "Occasionally, not much. If it bothers you, I won't smoke beside you."
Song Huan Yan replies, "I'm fine, not particularly bothered."
Nan Gong Yu nods, his lips also curl slightly, seeming less cold, and says, "Anything else you want to ask?"
Song Huan Yan keeps her lips pursed, "You… plan to have children once you get married?"
Nan Gong Yu is silent for a second, then actually smiles, "Are you in a hurry?"
Song Huan Yan didn't expect such a cold person to say that, blushed instantly, pretended to be calm, "No. Just asking."
Nan Gong Yu says, "Oh, that's expected. I… am not in a hurry, no specific demands, let nature take its course."
This answer makes Song Huan Yan quite satisfied.
Then she asks, "Do you mind if I work? I'll probably act in dramas."
This question she asks is a bit hesitant and slightly uneasy.
Many Aristocratic Family commercial Marriage Alliances have wives who indeed don't need to work outside.
A wife working outside appears to lose face.
So many Aristocratic Family wives only stay at home to support their husbands, teach children, be filial to parents, and handle social relations.
A very traditional family model, men work outside, women stay inside.
Moreover, she wants to act.
This is even less acceptable to an Aristocratic Family.
Not only because of public exposure and complex relationships, but also because roles in dramas are varied—could be good or bad, strong or weak—and affect personal image.
The important thing is… in dramas one inevitably has emotional entanglements with the characters.
End of Chapter
