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The room was bustling with activity. Mu Cheng walked up to Qin Yuzheng with a wine glass in his hand and clinked glasses with him.

"Ah Zheng, if I hadn't helped you plan this, would you have succeeded so smoothly?"

Qin Yuzheng glanced at him, picked up his wine glass, and took a sip.

Thanks.

Mu Cheng put down his wine glass and walked over to Qin Yushang. "Your brother has changed his ways. He really does smell of love."

Qin Yushang remained expressionless. "You're only finding out now?"

Jiang Siya was sitting on the sofa in the corner looking at her phone when Mu Chenli walked past her.

Yang Zhiyan sensed something was definitely wrong between the two of them. She walked over, sat down next to Jiang Siya, and whispered, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Siya shook her head. "It's okay. It's New Year's Eve, so cheer up."

But she quickly flipped her phone over and placed it face down on her knee, as if afraid Yang Zhiyan would see something.

Mu Cheng suggested playing games. A group of people sat around on the living room carpet, some holding wine glasses, some holding snacks, and some filming videos with their phones.

Qin Yuzheng and Yang Zhiyan sat in one corner of the sofa, shoulder to shoulder.

Before the first round of the game was over, Mu Cheng discovered that they were gone.

He looked up, his gaze sweeping across the room. "Damn," he muttered, setting down his glass, "Where's Zheng?"

Qin Yuyan looked up. "It was just here."

Mu Cheng stood up, walked to the window, and looked down. On the 28th floor, he couldn't see anything.

"They're really kicking people away after they've served their purpose," he said, turning to look at the crowd with a helpless expression.

"You made such a good deal when you asked me for help with the planning, but now? You've secretly gone off to enjoy some alone time with your partner."

Qin Yuyan laughed the loudest. Jiang Siya sat in the corner, head down, drinking. It was truly a happy thing that her best friend had found her happiness.

In the corridor on the 22nd floor of Shengshi Tianxi, the motion-activated light turned on briefly and then off.

Qin Yuzheng entered the password, the door opened, and he stepped aside to let Yang Zhiyan go in first.

Yang Zhiyan changed her shoes, stood in the middle of the living room, and turned to look at him.

Qin Yuzheng walked over, stood in front of her, and took her hands in his.

His fingers were cold; they had been chilled by the night wind as he walked all the way.

But when he spoke, his voice was very steady, as if he were standing in front of a very important person and saying something very important.

"Yan Yan, I will be good to you for the rest of my life." His voice was firm.

He paused, tightening his grip on her fingers as if considering something, then continued speaking.

"Under the care and witness of the organization, let us jointly establish a lifelong partnership. This signifies that we have sublimated our personal feelings into a deep friendship, forming a highly synergistic organic whole in our ideological progress and life development. We believe that this close union based on shared beliefs will surely inject lasting and steadfast love into our common path forward."

Yang Zhiyan stood in the moonlight, watching him finish speaking in a serious tone, her face showing an expression of trying hard to restrain herself but still unable to suppress her smile.

That official jargon was so flowery and formal; I didn't understand it.

"Baby, let's get our marriage certificate first thing after we start work, okay?"

Yang Zhiyan tiptoed and kissed him on the lips.

"it is good."

Qin Yuzheng looked down at her face. The moonlight fell on her eyelashes, and her eyes were watery, reflecting his image.

"Should we find a chance to go back and visit your parents?" he asked.

Yang Zhiyan was taken aback for a moment. "Isn't that necessary?"

"How can we not use it?" Qin Yuzheng's tone softened further, carrying a seductive arrogance. "We're doing well, making them unhappy. It's good to go back and show off."

Yang Zhiyan looked at him; his expression was serious, not like he was joking.

The corners of her mouth slowly curved up, and it seemed pretty good.

She nodded and nestled into his arms.

His heartbeat came from his chest, steady and strong.

The moonlight fell on the two of them, casting their long, intertwined shadows that stretched from the living room all the way to the bedroom doorway.

A night of passionate love, boundless affection.

In Haicheng after New Year's Day, the sky was clear and the sunlight was pale gold, falling on the bare branches of the plane trees.

When Qin Yuzheng parked the car downstairs at Yang's house, the engine was still running. The deep, powerful roar echoed through the narrow residential area for a moment, attracting several pairs of eyes peeking out from between the curtains.

Yang's mother was hanging clothes on the balcony when she saw the gleaming black sedan downstairs and paused for a moment.

Mr. Yang was watching TV in the living room when he heard the noise. He went to the window and looked down. Li Fengxia came out of the bedroom with the child in her arms.

The passenger door opened. Yang Zhiyan was wearing a light camel-colored cashmere coat over a white turtleneck sweater, exuding a gentle and composed demeanor.

Qin Yuzheng got out of the driver's seat, went around to the trunk, opened it, and found high-end tonics neatly stacked inside. The lacquered gift boxes gleamed in the sunlight, and next to them was a jewelry box.

Qin Yushang got out of the back seat, wearing a black overcoat, squinted at the upstairs, and had a malicious smile on his lips.

He waved, signaling the people carrying the things to follow.

Footsteps echoed in the hallway, several people approaching from a distance.

When Yang's mother opened the door, she had a big smile on her face. She had asked for the money many times without success, but she never expected such a pleasant surprise.

"Oh dear, Yan Yan is finally coming home! This must be Mr. Qin, right? Come in, come in!"

Her voice was full of joy; happiness had come so suddenly.

Li Fengxia also came out to greet them, standing behind Yang's mother, still holding the child in her arms. Her gaze went over Yang's mother's shoulder and landed on the people carrying things, all of whom were carrying high-end gift boxes.

Her gaze followed those things all the way into the living room before returning to her own eyes, a smile plastered on her face.

The Yang family's living room was not large, furnished with a set of dark red fabric sofas and a glass coffee table.

Qin Yuzheng did not sit in the main seat; he sat down on the sofa with a composed demeanor.

Qin Yushang pulled up a chair and sat down next to him, crossing his legs and playing with his car keys.

Yang Zhiyan sat next to Qin Yuzheng, who naturally reached out to tidy up her stray hairs, his fingers gently brushing against her earlobe.

Yang's father sat opposite him, rubbing his hands together, his eyes glancing at the car parked downstairs with its engine still running.

"Mr. Qin, what kind of business do you run now? You seem to be quite wealthy. Our Yan Yan is so lucky to be with you."

Qin Yuzheng smiled but didn't answer directly. "My brother runs a small business."

He picked up his teacup, took a sip, and put it down.

Li Fengxia immediately chimed in, sitting down opposite Qin Yuzheng while holding her child.

"Judging from my brother-in-law's wealthy and powerful family, the dowry must have been quite substantial, right?"

Qin Yuzheng leaned back on the sofa, one hand resting on the backrest behind Yang Zhiyan.

"Of course," Qin Yuzheng said, "how could I possibly wrong Yan Yan?"

Yang Zhiyan glanced at him sideways, a little puzzled. Last night he only said he was coming to show off, but he didn't say he was making such a big fuss.

Besides, bringing back so many good things just to show off, it's a losing proposition no matter how you look at it, right?

Yang Yaohua walked out of the bedroom, his hair still a little messy, wearing pajamas. Seeing the things in the living room and the expression on his wife's face, he naturally understood what was going on.

He sat down next to Li Fengxia and nodded to Qin Yuzheng.

Li Fengxia nudged him and lowered her voice, but it was still loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Look how generous my brother-in-law is, he brought so many things with him as soon as he arrived."

Yang Yaohua nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, brother-in-law, you're very kind."