Zhu Yaya could see that even Xu Chun herself was a bit dazed.
Xu Chun was clearly startled by the young woman who had suddenly confessed her love. She struggled to find her voice. "I'm sorry, I... I don't like girls."
The young woman didn't seem sad. She simply smiled and gestured for Xu Chun to take the Blue Enchantress rose in her hand.
After hesitating for a moment, Xu Chun accepted the flower.
Zhu Yaya was still searching for Murong Beichen’s figure, but instead, she saw a large crowd of young men and women suddenly emerge.
Each of them held a bouquet of a different variety of roses, and they quickly surrounded Xu Chun.
Short as she was, Zhu Yaya could barely see Xu Chun anymore. Noticing a low flower bed nearby, she stepped onto its edge and craned her neck to get a better view.
As Zhu Yaya stepped up, Yan Heng extended his arm to give her a hand. Once she was steady on the edge, he stood silently beside her. While Zhu Yaya was focused on the surrounded Xu Chun, he was focused on Zhu Yaya.
The group surrounding Xu Chun began stepping forward one by one to hand their roses to the bewildered girl. Every person wore a smile and said the exact same thing: "Chun'er, I love you."
Zhu Yaya felt like the plot was taking a very bizarre turn!
Xu Chun was the female lead, and she definitely had the "heroine halo," but wasn't this a bit much? No matter how much of a heartthrob Xu Chun was, it was impossible for this many people to suddenly confess to her all at once!
Murong Beichen, why haven't you shown up yet?! Your official love interest is about to be snatched away!
Zhu Yaya was sweating on Murong Beichen's behalf. But the next second, the crowd around Xu Chun shifted.
After delivering their flowers, the people moved to either side, clearing a path in the middle. Then, they began to sing in unison: "You ask me how deep my love for you is, how much I love you... My feelings are true, my love is true, the moon represents my heart..."
Zhu Yaya: ...
The Moon Represents My Heart?!!
The group didn't seem to be professional singers, and the performance was a mess. Zhu Yaya even heard several people singing off-key.
Murong Beichen suddenly appeared in the middle of the path the crowd had cleared. To the tune of "The Moon Represents My Heart," he carried a massive bouquet of glittering silver roses, slowly walking toward the stunned Xu Chun.
Zhu Yaya understood instantly. So, all those people handing roses to Xu Chun was part of a confession event planned by Murong Beichen! What could she even say to a move like that? She could only give him a mental thumbs-up.
Murong Beichen was dressed like a stereotypical overbearing CEO today, wearing a gold suit that made Zhu Yaya’s eyes ache just looking at it. Over the suit, he wore a black mink coat. His usually messy, rainbow-colored hair had been styled straight up.
Wait, why were those silver roses so bright?
Zhu Yaya rubbed her eyes to get a better look, and she was nearly blinded by envy!
Holy crap, Murong Beichen was finally flexing his status as the son of China’s richest man. That massive bouquet of roses was carved out of platinum and encrusted with countless diamonds. And those weren't just diamond chips—they looked like substantial stones.
Damn, that’s impressive!
No wonder Xu Chun finally gave in! If it were her, she would... actually, she still wouldn't agree.
Zhu Yaya caught Yan Heng watching her out of the corner of her eye. He had been quietly observing her the whole time.
"What is it?" Yan Heng’s pleasant voice asked.
"Oh, nothing!" Zhu Yaya’s eyes darted around as she intentionally changed the subject. "Look! Are those shiny things on the flowers Murong Beichen is giving Xu Chun diamonds?"
Yan Heng was very tall; even standing on the edge of the flower bed, Zhu Yaya barely reached his ear. He easily looked over the crowd to see Xu Chun and Murong Beichen.
"Yes," he nodded slightly.
Murong Beichen was about to make his confession.
Zhu Yaya opened her fruit box and started snacking on the watermelon inside. She offered some to Yan Heng. "Do you want some?"
Yan Heng shook his head slightly. "You eat."
"Okay!" Zhu Yaya turned her full attention back to the drama between Murong Beichen and Xu Chun.
Suddenly, the phone in Yan Heng’s pocket vibrated. He pulled it out and looked down to see an anonymous text message—
"I will tell you what you want to know. Please come to the staff lounge on the fourth floor of the Daffodil Club immediately. Come alone. I’ll be waiting."
Yan Heng’s brow furrowed.
Now?
He pursed his lips and glanced at Zhu Yaya, who was holding her fruit box and happily watching the spectacle while munching on watermelon. He sighed.
He took a screenshot of the message and sent it to his manager via WeChat.
The manager quickly replied with a question mark.
Yan Heng replied concisely: "You go."
Manager: Why aren't you going?
Yan Heng glanced at Zhu Yaya again and replied: I have to take her home.
The manager sent a smirking emoji: I get it, I get it. It is Valentine's Day! Is the person who sent the text the girl you were getting close to before?
Yan Heng: Yes.
After settling things with the manager on WeChat, Yan Heng put his phone back in his pocket and looked at Zhu Yaya with gentle eyes.
Meanwhile, Murong Beichen had reached Xu Chun. He dropped to one knee and said with deep affection, "Chun'er, this is my nth confession to you. Since falling in love with you, I’ve confessed twenty-five times in a thirty-day month. I understand the insecurity and worry in your heart. After all, you are so ordinary, while I am so dazzling. I am the school hunk of Scott High, the son of China’s richest man, and the future CEO of the Murong Group."
Zhu Yaya: ...
Heh, how impressive. Look at you, all full of yourself!
Murong Beichen continued the confession he had spent three days and nights planning, offering up the platinum diamond roses. "Please believe in my love. Give me the chance to put my surname before your name! Here—besides this bouquet of platinum diamond roses, this black card is a token of my sincerity."
Murong Beichen pulled out a palm-sized black card from behind him.
Xu Chun looked incredibly moved. Her eyes were red as she tossed aside the roses she had received earlier and hurriedly reached for the platinum diamond bouquet and the black card. "Murong Beichen, I accept your love. But I’m not accepting it because you gave me a black card, or because of these diamond-encrusted platinum roses, or because you are the son of the richest man and the future CEO of the Murong Group. I love you for who you are."
Murong Beichen looked touched. "I knew you were different from other girls. They only look at my money and my face; only you see the real me. Chun'er~"
"Brother Chen~"
...
Zhu Yaya stuffed the last piece of watermelon from the box into her mouth. Thank goodness they were finally together. Though, Miss Xu, didn't you say you wanted to focus on your studies the last time you rejected him? Why are you agreeing now?
