Xiao Xiang Jin Li

Three eight six: My life's greatest event is to marry her.

Xing Jiahe didn't know what other couples were like.

He didn't pay attention either.

Anyway, from what he knew.

Most people confessed first, then proposed, and finally got married.

He wasn't particularly innovative either.

So he thought he would follow the same steps.

Everything other girls had, he would give to her.

He forgot that his little girl had never been one to follow rules.

She always did what she decided to do.

Regardless of external opinions or remarks.

"Why wait? Let's do it tomorrow, register our marriage right after returning to the country."

Her tone was a notification, not a discussion.

Because Xu Kexin knew that as long as it was something she wanted to do, he would agree.

She wouldn't even doubt that if one day she wanted to kill someone, his first reaction wouldn't be to calm her down, but to hand her a knife.

That's how he was. He didn't say much, but he gave her enough loyalty.

And a sense of security.

"Okay," Xing Jiahe nodded.

Then he took out his salary card from his pocket and gave it to her. "This is my betrothal gift. From now on, everything I earn will be yours to manage."

Everyone in the esports circle knew Mu Corporation Games.

She was the young CEO of Mu Corporation, so his teammates all thought he was being kept.

So be it if he was being kept.

He was willing.

"Such a valuable betrothal gift? Then I should probably offer some dowry, shouldn't I?" Xu Kexin fiddled with the bank card, her eyes sparkling with a gentle smile.

There was a captivating charm in her eyes that was different from her usual cold demeanor.

Xing Jiahe didn't restrain his desire and leaned down to kiss her. "No need. Just giving yourself to me is enough."

His words carried a hint of desire.

Xu Kexin curved her lips and wrapped her slender arms around his neck. The eyes she raised shed their usual cool indifference, revealing streaks of lust.

A woman's initiative generally indicates willingness.

But he insisted on adhering to those old rules.

Alas.

Xu Kexin stared at his handsome, alluring profile and wondered who had coaxed him into buying this cake.

Or perhaps, he had seen it on some unreliable app.

It certainly wouldn't be his own idea.

Because he didn't have that habit.

But before confessing, he would definitely do his research.

Otherwise, he wouldn't buy cake during a regular day, not on a holiday.

Thinking of this, Xu Kexin suddenly remembered something in her pocket.

"I almost forgot, I have a gift for you too."

She took out a small box.

She opened it in front of him and asked, "Do you like it?"

Xing Jiahe, who was about to cut the cake, lowered his gaze.

His eyes fell on the uniquely designed tie clip.

"Yours is old. I specially had this designed for you, with our initials on it."

But it was designed cleverly, so ordinary people wouldn't be able to tell the initials.

Xing Jiahe looked up at her. "I like it. I like anything you give me."

-

After the meal, Wen Tingxue and the others appeared from next door.

The ones picking them up were Chi Zerui and Hao Luoer.

"I had a competition in Country Y previously and couldn't get away. It's a shame I missed your proposal."

Chi Zerui first arranged for the elders of both families to get into the car, then explained his absence to everyone.

Whether it was true or not, no one would delve into it.

The conversation quickly shifted to the prospective newlyweds.

"Hey?" Chi Zerui hooked Xing Jiahe's shoulder and asked casually, "Are you sure you've thought it through? This is marriage, a major life event. Are you sure you don't want to reconsider?"

Xing Jiahe's actual age was one year younger than his ID stated.

Therefore, they could get their marriage certificate now.

Otherwise, Xu Kexin wouldn't have asked like that.

"Of course," Xing Jiahe said. "My life's major event is marrying her."

Chi Zerui was momentarily stunned and then smiled, "That's great."

At least better than him.

However, following his gaze, he noticed the ring on Wen Tingxue's finger.