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The ring on her ring finger is not particularly luxurious, but the craftsmanship is very intricate. It seems simple to set diamonds into the surface of the ring, but the diamonds are not held by anything; they are secured solely by skill. The same goes for Rafas, just in a different size!
Outside, reporters have been waiting. After half an hour, they finally see them coming out. Behind them, a bodyguard carries two bags with the jewelry store's logo. The sharp-eyed Tabloid even spots the diamond ring that suddenly appeared on Yan Wushuang's right hand, and notices that Rafas behind her is also wearing a sparkling one!
After deciding in the VIP Room earlier, Rafas insisted she keep the ring on. Since those Tabloid reporters had worked so hard to follow them today, it wouldn’t feel right not to give them some headline news.
With clothes and jewelry chosen, they moved on to bags and shoes. Rafas carefully accompanied her in selecting items. Watching him so adeptly choose things for women, it seemed he understood women well.
In a designer shoe store, Yan Wushuang sat on a stool trying on the shoes Rafas picked for her. In truth, she had little interest in these items; as long as they fit, she nodded and smiled, and he would buy them for her.
“Lefas, I’m tired!” Finally, after shopping for what felt like ages, fatigue showed on her face.
“Then let’s go have dinner; I think you’re hungry too,” he said gently while stroking her tired cheek.
Yan Wushuang obediently nodded, leaning her weight against him. The group quickly left the mall and got into a car, while the Tabloid and reporters followed them to a Water Restaurant before finally leaving.
The photos taken today were enough for tomorrow's headlines. Most reporters had left, with only a couple of persistent Tabloid journalists still lurking outside the restaurant.
“Sweetheart, what do you want to eat?” A waiter approached their table. Rafas unabashedly called her this, making her feel a bit shy as she lowered her head and replied softly, “I don’t know what’s good here; you decide. But I want something with stronger flavors tonight.”
“Okay, I’ll decide!” The two enjoyed dinner in a private room. Yan Wushuang gazed out at the calm sea through the window and felt a bit dizzy. Her utensils accidentally fell to the floor with a clatter.
Noticing something was off with her, Rafas immediately set down his knife and fork and picked her up, quickly carrying her out of the restaurant before Yan Wushuang could explain herself.
“We haven’t finished eating; why are we leaving in such a hurry?” She really liked this restaurant; the view of the tranquil sea made her feel relaxed instantly.
“You’re not feeling well; what are you still doing there? Let’s go home so a doctor can check you,” Rafas replied mechanically without looking at her.
"I was just looking at the seaside when I suddenly felt a bit dizzy. Maybe it's because I haven't rested well these past few days. I walked around for a few hours this afternoon, and I'm just tired," she said. She had hardly rested at all last night, so it was no wonder she felt fatigued.
Looking down at her, he thought about the craziness of last night. She really hadn't rested well; it seemed that tonight he would have to behave himself.
A Tabloid car had been following them the whole time, but shaking them off was quite simple. They smoothly returned to the castle, where he placed her on the bed to let her rest. To avoid succumbing to his impulses and wanting her again, he left the room and called a maid to help her bathe.
On this calm night, Rafas held the already exhausted and sleeping Yan Wushuang in his arms. He lifted her hand and looked at the ring on her ring finger. Suddenly, a thought crossed his mind: the word "marriage" floated by pleasantly, surprising even himself with this sudden idea!
However, living with her would indeed be quite an exciting thing...
The next day, various newspapers and magazines featured photos of them shopping together on their front pages. Rafas looked at the magazine photos and chuckled lightly, saying, "Not bad; they turned out quite clear."
In the photos, Rafas was clearly seen wrapping his arm around Yan Wushuang's slender waist as they strolled through a mall filled with luxury brands in Las Vegas. There were also intimate photos of them kissing inside a clothing store and a striking contrast of their fingers after exiting a jewelry store.
Indeed, after leaving the jewelry store, each of them wore an expensive diamond ring on their ring fingers. The magazines and news outlets speculated about their impending marriage.
Early in the morning, when Rafas's car appeared in front of Monica Tower, reporters who had been waiting at the entrance rushed toward him: "Mr. Lei, today's news and magazines feature photos and videos of you shopping intimately with that young lady yesterday. Does this mean she is not your mistress? And does the ring on your fingers indicate that you are getting married?"
Under the protection of a group of bodyguards, Rafas suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned to face the reporters. He simply replied, "Yan Wushuang, she is my woman!"
This simple statement seemed to answer all the reporters' questions. It turned out that the woman's name was Yan Wushuang, which was indeed special. In fact, his words were meant to convey something to one person!
His statement caused Monica's stock to rise ten points in just one morning. Everyone believed that Monica's president was about to get married again, leading to a continuous rise in stock prices as news about him dominated every major program.
Such frenzied reporting would certainly reach Yamamoto Ryuichi in Japan. Looking at the photo of Wushuang smiling at him, watching them kiss openly in the clothing store, seeing her snuggled up to him like a Little Woman, he felt hatred—deep hatred...
After the Charity Auction ends, it will be the death of Rafas. At that time, Wushuang will belong to him, and no one can replace his position in Shuang'er's heart!
Yamamoto Misa is completely unaware of his plans. She only knows that he will also attend the Charity Auction, but she has no idea about his ulterior motives.
When Yan Wushuang got up, he had already gone to the company. Looking at the waves of news, she nervously called him, but he laughed and told her not to worry; he already knew.
It seems that this issue is not too serious, but she still obediently stayed at home. Every time she stepped outside, it would stir up a storm, and she couldn't understand why.
"Ring..." The phone rang. Yan Wushuang picked up the receiver and realized it was Yezi calling: "Are you wondering what happened?"
"Hehe, you know my purpose without me asking?" Yezi chuckled, indicating that they had been getting along well during this time.
"He said he would take me to the Charity Auction, so yesterday he took me out to buy some clothes, shoes, and jewelry. I can't embarrass myself in front of others, right? It's that simple!" She honestly explained. Now that she thought back on it, those people following them must have been the culprits who secretly took those photos for the magazine.
"I see. Even I thought you two were getting married. You made me happy for nothing; how frustrating." Yezi's disappointed voice came from the other end of the line. However, when she mentioned marriage, it inevitably made Wushuang's heart tremble slightly.
She remembered what he had said in the VIP Room yesterday—that ring was meant to trap her. He didn't want to marry her. She felt a strange disappointment but quickly returned to normal.
"Stop talking nonsense, Yezi. We can never reach that step of marriage; I think he feels the same way. But you should go for it!" As she said this, Rafas happened to walk into the room and heard everything clearly.
His sudden appearance startled Wushuang. In her flustered state, she accidentally dropped the phone on the floor. Hearing the sudden disconnection, Yezi's first reaction was that the man had returned.
Having dropped the phone on the carpet by mistake and seeing his seemingly unhappy expression in front of her made her wonder why his mood had changed so quickly since their call earlier when he had been teasing her with a smile just a few hours ago.
"Who were you talking to on the phone?" Rafas asked, clearly displeased by her earlier comment. However, he couldn't find a reason to be angry; he just maintained a stern face as he walked over to her.
"I... just received a call from Yezi asking what happened. She saw the news and wanted to check on me, that's all!" As long as he maintained his stern expression, her heart would feel frightened, making her hesitant to get too close to him, let alone meet his dark gaze.
He remained silent, unfastening his tie and sitting beside her. His deep black eyes fixed intently on her, and he suddenly asked, "Do you want to marry me?"
His unexpected question left her mind blank. Looking into the darkness of his eyes, she swallowed hard and timidly replied, "I dare not think about it!"
"Why not?" His question was simple, yet it left her at a loss for how to respond.
His face was so close that it seemed he wouldn't let her off the hook. It appeared that unless she provided him with an answer today, he wouldn't let her go. But how could she respond without provoking his anger?
After a long moment of contemplation, he asked again why. Gritting her teeth, she hastily concocted a reason: "Because... because I don't deserve you. You're so wealthy, but I'm nothing, so I dare not think about it!"
He cupped her face in his hands, gazing at her captivating beauty. She actually said she didn't deserve him. However, she wasn't entirely wrong; despite being a princess of the Great Yan Kingdom, in this real world, she was nothing more than a canary raised by him!
"Very well, now tell me, did you miss me today?" Changing the subject, it seemed he asked her this question every day upon returning.
"I did!" Yan Wushuang replied lightly, earning a gentle kiss from him in return.
As their breaths mingled, he couldn't help but hold her tightly. After behaving like a gentleman all night long, now that he was close to her soft body, he found it hard to control his physical desires.
On the big bed, Yan Wushuang lay beneath him, biting her lip and letting out soft moans...
Rafas didn't give her a chance to get out of bed all night. Dinner was brought to the room; after each brief rest, he would immediately press down on her again. It was unclear whether he was frustrated or what was going on; tonight he was acting strangely, clinging to her and refusing to let her rest or release her.
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