Chapter 1074

At this moment, not only did Young Master Wang have a spotlight on him, but Fang Jingwen's head was also lit up with a pink light.

Everyone suddenly realized that Young Master Wang was about to confess to the daughter of the Executive Vice Minister of the Organization Department.

This caused the other young ladies, whose hearts had been restless for a long time, to show envious expressions.

Young Master Wang, he is their dream lover; by then not only could they contribute two hundred million, but even their elders could bask in the glory.

As it turned out, who they liked was actually this newly risen grassroots clan.

Fang Jingwen's face showed little surprise; she had probably guessed it, but she didn't expect Young Master Wang to pull this stunt in front of so many people.

Just thinking back to how Jia Guolong had exposed Su Yang's secrets right here, leaving him utterly embarrassed, she couldn't help but let a faint smile curl at the corner of her mouth.

To the others, her smile looked like the long-awaited happy smile.

Even Zhou Ruohan looked a bit puzzled: "Su Yang, when did Fang Jingwen have any dealings with Young Master Wang? Besides, I read her expression—she might actually pull it off; this would be a good match for her, after all she's my age, and in a couple of years she'll be older."

But Liu Zixuan had a different opinion: "No, I don't see her expression as happy and sweet; rather, it looks like she's recalling some old incident or something."

But Su Yang didn't take up the topic, because he knew that saying anything might provoke a Nine Yin White Bone Claw.

As Young Master Wang's steps gradually approached Fang Jingwen, a circle of pink petals fell around her head.

Together with the pre-designed lighting, Fang Jingwen seemed like a flower fairy.

Any other woman would have been overjoyed and at a loss, but Fang Jingwen's smile gradually faded.

She lowered her head, took a sip of plain water, glanced toward Su Yang and Zhou Ruohan, making Su Yang's buttocks tighten involuntarily.

"What are you looking at me for? I've got nothing to do with this; I'm just here to gossip. If I'd known this gossip was about you, I definitely wouldn't have come."

Here Young Master Wang began his earnest confession: "Jingwen, from the moment I first saw you, I fell deeply in love with you; you're like a celestial maiden descended to heaven, so beautiful."

"Over these 184 days and nights, everything before my eyes has been your shadow; without you, my life would suffocate from lack of oxygen. I like you, please be my girlfriend—I will love and cherish you for the rest of my life, make you my princess, my lifelong guardian."

Having said that, he gazed deeply at Fang Jingwen.

Everyone's gaze at the scene was now focused on Fang Jingwen; some even recalled Jia Guolong's earlier confession, which had been far more fervently rendered.

Even some of the atmosphere crew were there shouting things like "Say yes!" but this time, having learned from that previous embarrassment, they mostly kept silent, just quietly watching the outcome, of course also preparing for the screams and shouts if Fang Jingwen nodded yes.

Fang Jingwen set down her cup and smiled faintly: "Young Master Wang, thank you. I admit you are a charming young man, the dream lover of countless girls—and I feel the same."

As soon as she said that, the venue erupted in cheers, screams, and shouts, since no one thought Fang Jingwen would refuse—this was expected, and some regretted not having hyped the atmosphere beforehand.

Only Jia Guolong felt sour inside; she had once been his dream lover, but his confession failed and he became a laughingstock in the circle, whereas today Young Master Wang succeeded at once, leaving him with a truly unpleasant feeling.

Prince Wang was all smiles, striding forward to take Fang Jingwen's soft, boneless jade hand and even hoping for a French kiss.

But as soon as he stepped forward, Fang Jingwen stood up and said outright: "Just because he's the dream lover of countless girls doesn't mean he's the one I like; and what do you think you are compared to Dorgon?"

Fang Jingwen suddenly blurted out this completely irrelevant remark, and the scene instantly went awkward.

Even Su Yang had no idea what Fang Jingwen meant. Of course, he could see she hadn't agreed, and everyone present could hear, but what does this have to do with Dorgon?

But Zhou Ruohan suddenly realized, muttering, "That shouldn't be." Then his gaze locked onto Fang Jingwen's lower abdomen, though her clothes were fairly loose, especially in this setting, making it hard to see clearly.

Young Master Wang flicked his hair with a flirtatious air and said arrogantly: "Although Dorgon could also be called a hero of his generation, he died young and was even dragged out for posthumous whipping."

"He was promiscuous for half his life and ended in a tragic fate. Such people only seek immediate pleasure, neglecting what comes after. Though I'm not talented, I can enjoy prosperity in this life and the next."

As soon as he spoke, a flatterer chimed in: "Young Master Wang, having studied overseas Chinese history, your insight into historical figures is far deeper than ours!"

"Yes, yes, Young Master Wang studied ancient Chinese history abroad—he's truly erudite!"

This flattery pleased Young Master Wang greatly. Indeed, he went abroad to study ancient Chinese history, but in fact he rarely attended classes, spending his days indulging in wine and women. As for Dorgon, he happens to know a bit about him; were it not for this confession setting, he could go on for hours about him.

Fang Jingwen said: "Young Master Wang, you've indeed studied overseas, and your learning is beyond question. Could you tell everyone why he was whipped posthumously?"

Young Master Wang naturally puffed up with pride: "Haha, today was supposed to be our happy day—talking about historical figures isn't really appropriate, but since my lady asked, I'll naturally popularize it for everyone."

"Dorgon was whipped posthumously because, as a young Shunzhi, he was overly controlled and even had to act as someone's father—I suspect he might truly have been called father—so when he grew up, could he still bear that resentment? Being dragged out and having his bones crushed and ashes scattered was his just deserts. But this has nothing to do with us."

Fang Jingwen suddenly chuckled: "Since Dorgon couldn't even handle being dragged out for whipping and bone-crushing, what makes you think you can manage it?"

As soon as she said that, the venue fell silent. "Fang Jingwen, even if you don't agree, that's bad enough, but you're mocking him over the Dorgon affair?" At that thought, some people instantly realized, their eyes widening in disbelief.

But Young Master Wang was still in high spirits and didn't react at once: "What do you mean? I don't get it."

Fang Jingwen said: "If you don't understand, I'll find someone to translate for you. Who? That guy over there pretending to drink, the Vice County Magistrate who was just removed from office—you come explain things to Young Master Wang."