After Getting Married to My Obsessive Older Sister - Chapter 45.1

Chapter 45.1

Was this destiny?

Did Tan Ze bring the finished ring with her on purpose, guided by some mysterious calling, foreseeing that Chu Yiqiao would mistake her actions for a proposal tonight?

Had she already anticipated this day when she deliberately slipped the ring onto Chu Yiqiao’s finger that night?

Why was fate always on Tan Ze’s side?

The world was too kind to Tan Ze and too cruel to Chu Yiqiao. Tan Ze wished she could reverse this. She didn’t need so much good luck. Let the fool have the good fortune. Chu Yiqiao truly needed it.

“Sister! I really didn’t expect it…” Chu Yiqiao let go of the flowers, hooking both hands around Tan Ze’s neck, her lips trembling as she kissed her. Her amber-colored eyes instantly filled with happy tears: “It’s so late. I thought I was mistaken.”

“But I wasn’t. That’s wonderful,” Chu Yiqiao finished, then clung to Tan Ze, kissing her lips as if drawing warmth from her. Tears streamed down her face, wetting Tan Ze’s face and seemingly soaking her entirely.

Tan Ze wrapped her arms around Chu Yiqiao’s waist, having never felt Chu Yiqiao’s smile to be so cruel.

Why give her so many chances? Everyone told Chu Yiqiao that Tan Ze wasn’t a good person, so why did she trust her so much?

Chu Yiqiao’s mind is clouded, but is your mind clouded too, Tan Ze? If you had any sense left, you would correct this mistake. This is no different from drinking poison to quench thirst.

Tell her the truth.

But the fragile Chu Yiqiao might not be able to bear the consequences. Tan Ze told herself, Who says a wrong start can’t lead to a perfect ending? She would try, doubly so.

“Chu Yiqiao,” Tan Ze slowly blinked, finally making up her mind. She hooked her finger around the finished ring, pulled it out, and presented it to Chu Yiqiao: “Will you marry me?”

Aaaah! The fireworks in Chu Yiqiao’s heart exploded more fiercely than the ones outside on the balcony.

Her sister truly proposed to her. Even though Chu Yiqiao was so unmotivated and childish that she seemed unable to sustain a marriage, her sister still proposed. Her sister wanted the same thing as her: to be together forever.

This heart was the most and only precious thing in Chu Yiqiao’s mind.

“I will! Sister, I will!” Chu Yiqiao hugged Tan Ze tightly and then immediately released her, stepping back slightly. As if she had practiced countless times, she raised her left hand, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Tan Ze took a deep breath, took the ring which was too simple and utterly unbefitting the world’s most precious Chu Yiqiao and slowly, firmly placed it on Chu Yiqiao’s ring finger.

“Sister! I love you so much!” Chu Yiqiao clutched her hand, so excited and happy she felt dizzy. Tan Ze embraced her, kissing her lips as if desperate to make up for something. Chu Yiqiao was incredibly cooperative, holding Tan Ze’s head as she kissed her back passionately.

Tan Ze had nourished her a little more recently. The ring, which was once slightly too loose, now felt a faint constriction on her finger.

Chu Yiqiao was fascinated by this sense of confinement. She was completely safe and needed. This was so good.

At the same time.

Zhao Jingxing was in a lounge on the first floor of Aureat drinking tea. Her suit jacket had been snatched by Si Yueshan at some point. After contacting her, the latter asked her to wait here.

When Can I Afford a Cat: Can you be quick? I’m still working.

April Mountain: Almost there.

Almost immediately after Zhao Jingxing received this message, the lounge door opened. Si Yueshan walked over slowly, her jacket draped over her arm.

“Here you go.”

Zhao Jingxing took it, immediately noticed something was wrong, and looked at Si Yueshan: “Did you iron it?”

It was still warm and felt slightly damp.

“Just a favor,” Si Yueshan said with a smile. Thanks to the Mingcheng connection, she had just been promoted to Chief Agent a few days ago. The title increased by one level, making it hard to hide her delight.

“Picky,” Zhao Jingxing muttered. Just as she was about to finish the remaining tea, her work phone issued a special alert tone. Si Yueshan watched as Assistant Zhao unlocked her phone, suddenly stood up, swore under her breath, and rushed out the lounge door.

Dead Boss: (Image) Bring the ring in the storage compartment next to the driver’s seat. No need for the box or bag, just the ring.

Dead Boss: Then contact the company that handled tonight’s fireworks show. Arrange another show near Zijin Residence for the next few days. Expedite the approval and process. No budget cap. Must have a heart shape.

What kind of nerve-wrecking thing is the Dead Boss doing now?

Zhao Jingxing hurried to the elevator bank and pressed the down button. But presumably, many people were using the elevators at this hour. The number on the display changed only once every half a minute on average.

As Zhao Jingxing waited anxiously, she heard a rush of hurried footsteps approaching from behind. It was Si Yueshan catching up, using the magnetic card on her neck to unlock the adjacent private elevator for Zhao Jingxing.

“I should have asked for one of these earlier,” Zhao Jingxing lamented as she entered the elevator, looking up at the numbers changing by the second.

Si Yueshan could guess what Zhao Jingxing was busy with and sighed: “Such intense work. I feel bad for faulting you for using auto-reply on me before.”

Zhao Jingxing was unblushing: “Most people would retreat after a few messages. You were blinded by fame and fortune.”

Si Yueshan chuckled, glanced at the neatly ironed suit on Zhao Jingxing, and countered without hesitation: “You’re running errands for fame and fortune at 8 PM.”

Si Yueshan won that exchange, but it couldn’t be helped. Tan Ze paid handsomely. Zhao Jingxing had just bought a house in full last year. Adding two cats would complete her life.

Zhao Jingxing quickly found the ring, tucked it into her pocket, and rushed back. On the way back, she received no more messages from Tan Ze, but the Young Lady sent her a picture.

Young Lady: Jingxing Jie! I told you my sister was going to propose tonight!

What?!!!

Zhao Jingxing was too shocked to maintain a poker face. She clicked on the image. In the photo, the Young Lady was smiling blissfully, her nose and eye corners slightly red, but her eyes were bright. She was holding the bouquet of roses, her left hand raised with the back facing the camera. The ring on her ring finger was, conspicuously, the exact finished ring that Zhao Jingxing had in her pocket.

A simple silver band, inlaid with a few tiny diamonds around the edge.

The price of this ring probably didn’t even cover the change from the Young Lady’s dress.

Heh.

Zhao Jingxing was about to laugh from the sheer absurdity. The Dead Boss tormented her for over half a month, only to use such an ugly ring for the proposal. Her aesthetics must be flawed.

Si Yueshan also caught a glimpse and raised an eyebrow teasingly: “Quite subtle.”

Zhao Jingxing quickly locked her phone screen to prevent Si Yueshan from seeing the Young Lady’s sucked-raw lips in the picture.

The two soon returned to the original area. Zhao Jingxing was hurrying along and happened to run into Tan Ze and Chu Yiqiao in the corridor.

Chu Yiqiao was clinging to Tan Ze’s arm, her face glowing with sweetness. She didn’t even need to carry the flowers; Tan Ze was holding them for her.

Zhao Jingxing walked up and discreetly slipped the other finished ring into Tan Ze’s hand.

Tan Ze took it without changing her expression. She turned and saw Chu Yiqiao admiring the plain finished ring on her finger, her gaze captivated.

Tan Ze was afraid Chu Yiqiao would look too closely and spot a problem. She reached out and naturally enclosed Chu Yiqiao’s smaller hand entirely with her own, using the back of her hand to shield Chu Yiqiao’s view. She made conversation: “Feeling dizzy? I’ll make you hangover soup when we get home.”

Zhao Jingxing heard this and secretly rolled her contacts.

Unable to see the ring clearly now, Chu Yiqiao looked up and answered Tan Ze’s question: “A little, maybe. Thank you, Sister!”

Don’t thank me… Even the heartless Tan Ze was being forced to show a conscience by Chu Yiqiao.

The group returned to the car. The nearby fireworks show had just ended, and after the brief splendor, the city night sky seemed even deeper.

Chu Yiqiao only reluctantly separated from Tan Ze once they got into the car. Clutching the bouquet, she pouted, closed her eyes, and winked, demanding that Tan Ze take many photos of her. The flash in the back seat was continuous, like a new product launch.

Tan Ze noticed, to her dismay, that Chu Yiqiao was showing off the ring on her ring finger in every single photo. She began to blame herself: Why did I choose this style in the first place?

Chu Yiqiao chuckled happily for a long time. Her eyes eventually fell upon Tan Ze’s bare finger, and she finally registered the serious problem. Her face sobered up, and she asked: “Sister, where is your ring?”

Fortunately, Tan Ze was prepared.

She calmly took the other ring out of her pocket and told Chu Yiqiao: “I want you to put mine on for me, of course.”

“Wow! That’s so romantic!” Chu Yiqiao immediately tossed the flowers aside. She even cautiously rubbed her palms on the car seat three times, ensuring they weren’t sweaty before solemnly taking the ring, which looked utterly sacred in her eyes.

“Sister… wait,” Chu Yiqiao started, then shook her head, smiling at the person opposite her, and softly called out: “Tan Ze.”

“Will you marry me?”

Tan Ze stared blankly into Chu Yiqiao’s clear, bright eyes.

In this moment, she felt a shared experience with Chu Yiqiao from half an hour ago.

So this is what it felt like to be proposed to. With Chu Yiqiao looking at her like this, Tan Ze was completely defenseless. Reason and principles could be thrown to the wind.

She had never known she was someone who valued love so much. Subconsciously, Tan Ze had become the kind of weak person she once despised the most.

Tan Ze also raised her hand and whispered: “I will.”

Chu Yiqiao’s eyes curved with happiness as she placed her ring on Tan Ze’s well-defined ring finger.

Tan Ze looked down. The finished ring came into view. Did the glow of love truly hold such magic? Because of love, the plain ring seemed to shimmer with a brilliant light.

The next second, a pale hand appeared in her sight. Even if the posture was awkward, Chu Yiqiao was exceptionally determined to hold their ringed hands together.

Tan Ze immediately understood Chu Yiqiao’s meaning and proactively took out her phone to capture the moment.

Zhao Jingxing was perceptive enough to raise the partition.

Back home, before Tan Ze could fully close the door, a soft mass suddenly hung onto her back. Chu Yiqiao wrapped her arms around Tan Ze’s waist from behind, pressing her cheek against Tan Ze’s back, rubbing heavily several times. Still not satisfied, she buried her whole face in, taking a deep breath, but it didn’t go well. She clung to Tan Ze and started coughing softly.

Tan Ze closed the door, turned around, and couldn’t help but want to be close to Chu Yiqiao. She embraced her, starting from the neck, leaving a trail of fine, dense kisses on Chu Yiqiao’s exposed skin.

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