Golden Temptation – A Yuri Story - Chapter 87

“Fei’er, are you really planning to go abroad?” Liu Xinyu asked, clearly reluctant to let her go.

“Mm. I’ve already submitted the application to the school.”

“Fei’er, I know you’re hurting inside, but seeing you like this makes me feel even worse! Is it really over between you and Jing Xuan? Don’t you love her deeply? Why are you giving up?”

“Xinyu, my love for Xuan will never change. But I can’t be selfish. Loving someone doesn’t always mean you get to be together. As long as she’s happy, then I’ll be happy too.”

“Wow… Fei’er, that’s such a noble kind of love. But I still can’t agree with you. You have to fight for your own happiness! If two people love each other, they should be together. Just the thought of two people in love being apart sounds painful—how can you call that happiness?

If someone is separated from the one they love and still tells themselves, ‘As long as I’m happy, they’ll be happy too,’ then unless they’re an idiot, they must be brain-dead!”

With that, Liu Xinyu took a furious sip of her milkshake.

Qiao Fei laughed at her adorable reaction. “I never thought Xinyu would grow up so much—you’re no longer that little doll I used to know.”

“You sound just like my mom! With all the nonsense I’ve been through, it’s impossible not to grow up.”

Hearing that, a wave of melancholy washed over Qiao Fei. She missed Jing Xuan. She had thought that even if she still missed her after they parted ways, time would eventually dull the feeling. But instead, the longing had grown wild like weeds—completely out of control. Still, at least it meant she still had a soul. If even this yearning disappeared, she’d really become an empty shell.

“How are things with Shuangji?”

“Oh, her? Same as always! I don’t know how that rascal manages to charm everyone—she even has my mom wrapped around her finger!”

“What? Seriously?”

“I swear! Every day she sweet-talks my parents until they act like she’s their real daughter. They absolutely adore her!”

“Haha. Isn’t there a saying, ‘A son-in-law is half a son’? In this case, maybe Shuangji’s just trying to protect you. Isn’t that a good thing?”

“Oh my god, Fei’er! You too? Even you are siding with that scoundrel! My tragic fate!”

They both burst into laughter.

While Qiao Fei and Liu Xinyu chatted happily at the mall’s smoothie shop, just two floors above them, Jing Xuan was carefully picking out a ring in a jewelry store.

Jing Xuan was going to propose to Lan Qing.

Ever since handing Huatian Group over to Gao Zhe, the guy had proven to be an impressive manager. So Jing Xuan shifted her focus to running the company and reorganizing her gang. After restructuring, the

Jingdong Society retained its traditional rules, but under Jing Xuan’s leadership, it began thriving again and quickly regained prominence in the underworld.

It was time to give the girl she loved a home—and herself some peace.

She still remembered the joy in Lan Qing’s eyes when she saw the ring Jing Xuan had originally picked out for Qiao Fei. From that moment, she knew she could never marry anyone else. Lan Qing had seen through it, of course—she was too perceptive not to—but still insisted on “keeping the ring for Fei’er,” probably to put Jing Xuan’s heart at ease.

Now, as she held the perfect ring in her hand, Jing Xuan couldn’t help but smile.
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Lan Qing had been very busy lately, saying she was building her own business, acting all mysterious about it. She was the youngest in their little group of four, the baby sister, really—so the others let her do her thing. But she had no idea what surprise Jing Xuan was planning for her next.

February 14 — Valentine’s Day

As night fell, the interior of Huatian had been transformed. The theme was romantic elegance—purple and silver hues lit with soft golden highlights created a dreamy, luxurious atmosphere.

A grand celebration was about to begin.

That night, Lan Qing wore a sky-blue fitted evening gown. The shoulders were styled in a graceful Greek design. Her long hair was swept up in an elegant bun, with golden highlights at the tips. Her delicate makeup and vibrant red lips made her look like a goddess descended to earth.

“Wow! Sister Lan Qing, you look absolutely stunning!” Liu Xinyu’s eyes lit up with admiration. She had known Lan Qing for years, but still, every time she saw her like this, she was amazed.

In her heart, she had often compared Qiao Fei and Lan Qing: Fei’er’s beauty was ethereal and pure, like a fairy untouched by the world; Lan Qing, on the other hand, was seductive and regal, a proud queen. How many men must secretly curse Jing Xuan’s name? Two extraordinary women, both devoted to her alone.

All evening, Lan Qing couldn’t find any trace of Jing Xuan. When she asked others, they only smiled and said nothing.

Just as DJ Yin Yi pushed the party into full swing, the music blasting and the crowd buzzing, Lan Qing’s delicate figure seemed to vanish in the chaos. Suddenly, the beat softened, replaced by the bright strumming of a guitar and a warm, magnetic voice:

🎵 “It’s a beautiful night, we’re looking for something dumb to do…

Hey baby, I think I wanna marry you…” 🎵

As the romantic song continued, lights dimmed and focused on the source of the music.

There she was.

Jing Xuan stood under the spotlight, singing with a guitar in hand. She wore only a simple white shirt, black casual pants rolled up at the cuffs, and a pair of brown loafers. Her short, tousled hair and relaxed appearance gave off a clean, sunny charm.

As the final chords rang out and the song ended, she put the guitar down and walked toward Lan Qing. The crowd instinctively parted, forming a path between them.

Jing Xuan wore a radiant smile as she stepped forward, each footfall making Lan Qing’s heart tremble. She approached slowly, knelt down on one knee, and opened a velvet ring box.

With a warm, gentle voice, she said:

“Beautiful lady, will you marry me?”