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The Cheng family was in a state of chaos, unable to manage their own affairs. I had once again exposed the apology letter from the media influencer, delivering another blow to the Cheng family. The online community erupted.
"Wow, Su Wanqing actually bribed the media to frame Mu Xiaoxiao? She's so malicious!"
"Su Wanqing has done so many wrong things, yet the Cheng family still treats her like a treasure. Birds of a feather flock together; we must resist!"
"Indeed, it's clear that they are not from the same family."
"A fortunate daughter should not enter an unfortunate home."
The situation escalated to such an extent that One Pregnancy Eight Treasures hurriedly released a statement claiming that everything was orchestrated by Su Wanqing's mother and had nothing to do with Su Wanqing herself. However, no one believed it.
Amidst the uproar, July arrived. The patriarch of the Chu family was celebrating his seventieth birthday, and our family of three was invited to attend.
As we walked through the gates of the Chu family estate, Song Xue rushed over and said, "Xiao Xiao, let me tell you a secret."
Curious, I asked, "What secret?"
Song Xue replied, "On the day you publicly canceled your engagement, Chu Ming rushed back from the capital overnight. He came back for you."
I was taken aback. "Who told you that?"
With a playful laugh, Song Xue ran off.
I stood there in a daze, thinking: Chu Ming came back for me? He had never mentioned it before.
I collected my thoughts and walked gracefully into the hall. At the banquet, I spotted One Pregnancy Eight Treasures with dark circles under her eyes and the radiant Chu Ming.
Upon seeing me, One Pregnancy Eight Treasures instinctively approached. I immediately turned my head and walked toward Chu Ming, who was also making his way toward me.
He stood there, looking lost and dejected, his eyes filled with confusion.
"Miss Mu, may I invite you to dance?" Chu Ming asked politely as he led me to a small dance floor beside the villa.
Looking at his handsome face and recalling Song Xue's words, my feelings became complicated, and I felt my cheeks flush. "Sure," I replied.
We began to twirl on the dance floor.
Before I knew it, everyone around us had stepped back, forming a circle and applauding.
I found it a bit strange, but Chu Ming held me tightly, not allowing me to leave, so I had no choice but to continue dancing awkwardly.
As the song came to an end, Chu Ming suddenly said, "Mu Xiaoxiao, would you be my girlfriend?"
I widened my eyes in surprise.
The melodious music played on.
People at the edge of the dance floor raised flower tubes and sprayed confetti towards us.
Some even carried baskets filled with fresh flowers, and among them was my unfortunate friend Song Xue, who was throwing flowers with great enthusiasm!
"Be together! Be together! Be together!" the crowd shouted.
My heart raced, and my toes curled in embarrassment.
"No!"
Before I could respond, a furious shout rang out.
Suddenly, a figure rushed in, forcefully pushing Chu Ming aside and grabbing my hand to pull me out of the dance floor.
Chu Ming fell to the ground.
I barely had time to react before I was being dragged away unsteadily.
When I finally saw who was pulling me, I struggled immediately. "One Pregnancy Eight Treasures, let go of me!"
He turned his head, his eyes slightly red. "Xiao Xiao, you are my fiancée; I won't allow you to like someone else!"
Fuming, I shook off his hand. "One Pregnancy Eight Treasures, we are already engaged! You have someone you like—her name is Su Wanqing! She is carrying eight of your children!"
His expression turned blank.
I continued, "You abandoned me for her; what right do you have to stop me from pursuing my own happiness?"
He held his head in pain, saying, "No... how could this happen... how could I inexplicably like Su Wanqing... I clearly love you... no..."
He reached out toward me.
I took a step back and said, "Look carefully, we already have people we like."
Chu Ming rushed over with a face full of anger.
I ran toward him, stood on my tiptoes, cupped his face in my hands, and kissed him fiercely.
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