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The scene fell silent instantly.

This question really hits the nail on the head for the general public.

Of course, the four sentries in front of them were also eager to know the answer.

Lu Weiliang glanced at the other person and realized it was a real pity that Xizelu didn't go to perform with the Southern Opera Troupe. Wasn't he clearly implying that she should cooperate?

She met those red eyes and saw a hint of barely perceptible anticipation within them.

It's confirmed, it's all acting.

Although her beloved Saya is not here, she puts on her dramatic act effortlessly.

Lu Weiliang smiled slightly, then casually moved half an inch towards Xize Road, her eyes sparkling: "The person I like is definitely here." She pointed vaguely with her fingertip, "Isn't this someone who's far away yet right in front of me!"

Cizelu was clearly caught off guard by this direct attack, and a hint of restraint instantly appeared in his eyes.

My mind went blank. Then, with a "ding-dong," four words rang out: "True Love Has Arrived!"

But he couldn't tell whether she was just putting on an act or if she really liked him. He wanted to ask, but couldn't bring himself to say it.

He could only stare intently into her eyes, hoping to glean some answer from them.

Those eyes were shimmering with moisture, their light so bright, as if they were saying, "It's true."

Fine, let's just accept it as real. Even if it becomes an illusion once we leave this building, at least for now, I'll accept it.

He gently raised his hand and stroked the top of her head: "Yes, I know it's me."

A chorus of "Wow!"s immediately filled the air.

"How romantic! A perfect match means it was destined."

"I'm announcing that this couple has broken up. It wasn't Xizelu who suggested it, nor was it Lu Weiliang. It was me who suggested it, because I was unhappy and wanted to say it."

"I'm not happy either, Director Lu, let's just let the four of us live our lives peacefully."

While things were all warm and tender here, Yan Mu's glass cracked with a sharp "snap," his face as black as the bottom of a pot. He gritted his teeth and forced out the words: "Ha, Xizelu, congratulations, really?"

Without even turning his head, Xize Lu said, "Thank you."

Ye Nan and Shen Yu didn't react much because they knew they were there to join the family, not to break it up.

Seeing the awkward silence, Papa Baby's habit of following the procedure kicked in again: "High Priest, everyone else has finished, only you are left!"

Shenyu turned to Lu Weiliang with a beaming smile, "Director Lu, what should we choose?"

Lu Weiliang cursed inwardly.

He acts all respectable now, but in private he just smokes and drinks.

She couldn't help but think the worst of this person. If she chose to be brave, there was a high chance she might end up kissing or something, so she opted for the safer, more conservative approach.

She looked up and uttered two words crisply: "Honesty."

"Are you sure?" Shenyu's lips curled into a smile, a faint but alluring one.

But to Lu Weiliang, that smile looked exactly like a threat—

If you, Lu Weiliang, don't choose bravery, I'll ask you a question that will leave you speechless and show you how powerful I am!

She took a deep breath.

Even the people looked a bit listless.

Choose courage.

Those gilded eyes narrowed triumphantly.

Shenyu stared intently at her, then slowly uttered a sentence that made everyone in the room turn pale: "Then I'll trouble Director Lu to post my photo on your social media account tonight, with the caption: 'Where my heart leads, there my love goes.'"

"Oh, right, I have to choose the photos myself, and they have to be visible to everyone, and they have to be pinned to the top."

Lu Weiliang: ? ? ? giegie, are you going to use your sword or not!

I'm truly impressed!

They fell for the trap.

It's better to just kiss.

But in the blink of an eye, Lu Weiliang suddenly had a flash of inspiration and seized the loophole.

She immediately changed into a tea-scented smile and retorted softly, "The High Priest didn't say how long it would be up there~ So I'll post it tonight and delete it tomorrow morning, that shouldn't be against the rules, right?"

Shenyu was clearly taken aback, and the burning passion in his eyes instantly intensified.

Despite meticulous planning, a single oversight allowed the other side to exploit the loophole.

He watched with a smile, not annoyed at all, but rather finding the little fox's claws even more appetizing.

No, it's delicious.

Yan Mu was displeased and sneered, "Ha, a dignified priest is more eager than anyone else to take advantage of a young girl?"

Shenyu didn't even glance at his defeated opponent, completely ignoring him. "Director Lu, this isn't against the rules." With that, he opened his personal terminal and sent a photo: "This one will do!"

Lu Weiliang opened it and took a look.

Oh hoo!

Whose peacock is displaying its feathers? It's a fatal blow to this honest and simple woman.

It turns out to be an old photo of a sacrificial ceremony taken when Shenyu was healthy in his early years.

In the photo, he is physically robust, shirtless, with intricate lines etched across his muscles, and his blond hair cascading down like a waterfall.

She wore only a black and gold wide skirt on her lower body, exuding a wildness amidst her solemnity.

I have to admit, this is the appearance a priest should have.

Lu Weiliang lowered her head, her fingertips dancing across the screen as she carefully edited the message. By the time she looked up, it had already been sent.

She handed the personal terminal to Shenyu: "Here, do you want to check it?"

Shenyu smiled and said, "No need, I trust Director Lu's character."

Yan Mu's eyes flashed sharply. He opened Lu Weiliang's homepage and quietly commented: "Lost in Truth or Dare."

Xizelu was even more direct, sending a message to his adjutant with a blank expression: "Report the pinned picture that Lu Weiliang just posted, the reason being—it's offensive to public morals."

Only one person, without any way to contact them, was anxiously waiting.

Ye Nan, feeling wronged, asked, "Director Lu, could I have your contact information?"

"Can."

This scene directly stung Xize Lu. He was already married and had been living under the same roof for several days, yet he still didn't have the other person's contact information.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sentries around him stared at Lu Weiliang with gleaming eyes.

Seeing this, Pa Baobao dragged Lu Weiliang to another table, and Lu Weiliang played like this all night. At midnight, Xizelu asked her to pray for blessings before she left reluctantly.

In the very center of the White Horse Manor garden stands a five- or six-meter-tall statue of a saint.

Lu Weiliang and Xizelu stood side by side at the front.

The servant brought over holy water, which the two drank in one gulp.

Xizelu swore before the statue: "I hereby swear before the gods that I will never abandon you through joy or sorrow, fortune or misfortune. In this life, I will only love Lu Weiliang, and for the rest of my life and even for eternity, I will only love her."

Lu Weiliang: "I hereby swear before the gods that I will never abandon him through joy or sorrow, fortune or misfortune. In this life, I will be devoted to Xize Road, and for the rest of my life and into eternity, I will love him, protect him, and trust him."

No one noticed that Lu Weiliang had her left hand behind her back, with her index and middle fingers crossed.

God, this is all just a temporary measure.

Don't blame me.

As the ceremony drew to a close, Lu Weiliang's eyelids began to droop, and a sudden, intense drowsiness washed over her. She wanted to lie down on the bed and sleep soundly.

Papa was secretly laughing behind her.

Liquor-filled desserts are making a splash.

Lu Weiliang tried her best to hold on a little longer, but her head drooped little by little until she finally collapsed into Xize Lu's arms.

Xize Lu froze for a moment, then immediately picked up Lu Weiliang and walked towards the aircraft.

Meanwhile, in the berthing area, Sha Ling had been waiting for a long time.