Chapter 41.2: Zhuang Qin, Will You Marry Me? (2)

To end of live broadcast, the scene cut to Yang Yue singing show’s theme song amidst a cloud of mist. It was a sweet love song, a perfect ending to the show.

As the song neared its end, the words ‘Please stayed tuned for more updates in 《The Wedding Prelude》edited version.’ flashed on the screen.

Once the camera was off them, Cen Feinuo wallowed in a moment of regret.

How could I mention something as serious as marriage so easily?

But the atmosphere was truly fitting.

In actual fact, Cen Feinuo had only intended to confirm Zhuang Qin’s boyfriend status today.

But since the words were already out of his mouth, there was no reason to seek other ways to make up for it.

In a graceful demeanour, Cen Feinuo reminded Zhuang Qin, “Zhuang Qin, I don’t go to bed at 9.30PM every day and I am not the kind of disciplined ex-army regular who assumes a vegetarian diet eight days out of ten to foster a healthy lifestyle.”

During the duration of the shoot, Cen Feinuo had gone to bed at exactly 9.30PM every night to spare Zhuang Qin of any awkwardness during bed time. Furthermore, in the later stages of the variety show filming, after his cooking skills were exposed by He Jiang, he had taken up the duty of preparing their meals, often opting for balanced and nutritious food to keep them in tip top condition during work.

But that was not Cen Feinuo in his entirety.

Zhuang Qin asked, “What time do you usually go to bed then?”

Cen Feinuo: “If there’s no work the next day, I will stay up a little later.”

Probably overwhelmed by the winning of the top prize, Zhuang Qin’s mind was even duller than Shang Jing. He whispered, “No matter what time you go to bed, it doesn’t affect my liking of you.”

This was the first time he professed his liking for Cen Feinuo since his side account got exposed. Unlike the usual liking he harbored towards him as a fan, today’s ‘like’ was different.

Cen Feinuo’s heart skipped a beat. Zhuang Qin’s straightforward and courageous confession was like a bowling ball charging at his heart, shaking his heart upon impact. He closed his eyes to calm himself down and further clarified what he meant, “Your liking for me affects the timing I fall asleep.”

Cen Feinuo was not a vegetarian.

Some people prefer to stay a distance away to observe and admire their love interest. Should the other party approach, they may even shy away from fear.

Gentleman Ye loves dragons by the dragons he loved were the perfect dieties he had in his imagination.

Cen Feinuo was not perfect and that was exactly what he wanted to tell Zhuang Qin, he was just a normal human being.

Zhuang Qin took a second to react. His face was already flushed. “I-I still like you.”

Cen Feinuo: “I am up to register our marriage anytime, what about you?”

Zhuang Qin clenched his teeth and decided to throw all his inhibitions out the window. “Yang Yue said… The 500k yuan wedding funds are only valid for a year.”

Cen Feinuo immediately understood what he meant. “I’ll make the arrangements.”

Zhuang Qin could not believe he had managed to secure the man of his dreams with just a few words. Not only would they register their marriage, a wedding was also in the pipeline, not to mention it was going to be a free wedding.

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His heart bubbled with joy.

Before the happiness got the better of him, he took a deep breath to calm himself and stuttered, “I-I’m going to go look for Shang Jing.”

If not for the past few days of interaction with Shang Jing, Zhuang Qin would definitely not have the courage to request a bowl of porridge that was exactly 43°C from Cen Feinuo and would in turn not be able to enjoy the satisfaction of having his wish fulfilled by his idol, and especially not be able to talk about marriage today.

But he had done the deed that was even more unbelievable than the 43°C bowl of porridge, and urgently required an emergency meeting with Shang Jing to discuss his next step to take.

Cen Feinuo was keen on letting Zhuang Qin learn the art of making requests from Shang Jing but now was not the time to do so.

He explained, “Shang Jing got eliminated in the rock climbing segment. He Jiang is currently consoling him and may not be free now.”

“Oh, right!” Zhuang Qin worried. The obstacles were not challenging. To fail because of a mistake, Shang Jing must be feeling upset right now.

Shang Jing loves He Jiang so much, he must be looking forward to having a wedding with him… 

Zhuang Qin: “Why don’t we have a discussion with the director to see if we can give up the opportunity to Shang Jing?”

Fearing Zhuang Qin would shy away from the marriage after today, Cen Feinuo was obviously unwilling to let the opportunity pass. “If He Jiang really wants to host a wedding, he won’t be short of this 500k yuan.”

Suddenly a thought came to him. He added, “By the time of his wedding, I suppose we will be able to offer them congratulatory money as a married couple.”

“I’ll let you have full reign of our family’s expenses.”

The sudden mention of family expenses by Cen Feinuo sounded far-fetched to Zhuang Qin. “You decide… Let’s not talk about this, there’s still some time before we’ll come to that…”

Cen Feinuo was not deterred. In a calm and composed voice, as thought he was teaching his newly-wedded wife how to manage the household, he said, “Are you feeling indecisive? Just take note of how much He Jiang is going to give us and add another thirty percent to it. Did you get that?”

Like a student who failed his mathematics paper and was scolded by his teacher, Zhuang Qin’s face turned a bright red. “Y-Yes.”