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After the awards ceremony, Liu Chengyan booked a private room at Linjiang Pavilion to celebrate with Liu Yunshu.

Lin Chuchu rushed over from outside, her face beaming with a radiant smile.

"Yun Shu! My grand prize winner! I knew you could do it!"

Her voice was clear and bright, filled with genuine excitement. She took a few steps forward and gave Liu Yunshu a big hug.

Liu Yunshu was held back slightly by her hug, her eyes curved into crescents, and her smile was so sweet it could ooze honey.

"Thank you, Chuchu! How is Auntie? Is she alright?"

Lin Chuchu released her, then affectionately took her arm, her tone light and cheerful:

"Relax, relax, it's an old problem, it's stabilized now."

"Knowing that you're in the finals today, she specially asked me to bring you some osmanthus cake that she made herself, saying it's a reward for our grand prize winner."

She shook the food box in her hand as she spoke, her eyes crinkling with a smile.

"Here it is, we'll share it later."

Liu Yunshu looked at the food box, a soft warmth spreading in her eyes, and her fingertips gently touched the surface of the box.

"Auntie is so kind, she even remembered something about me."

Jiang Chi reached out and gently tidied the stray hairs that had been ruffled by the wind at her temples. The warmth of his palm soothed her slightly cool earlobe, and his tone was full of doting affection:

"Eat a couple more pieces later, don't let Auntie's kindness go to waste."

The group chatted and laughed as they entered the private room, led by a waiter, where a refreshing aroma of tea wafted towards them.

"You've arrived? Please take a seat."

Liu Chengyan was already seated, his fingertips lightly tapping the rim of his celadon teacup.

When his gaze fell on Liu Yunshu, it instantly lost some of its coldness and gained a gentler, softer light.

He stood up and personally pulled out the chair next to Liu Yunshu, his movements elegant and composed, his tone gentle: "A gold medal winner should sit here."

Liu Yunshu's cheeks flushed slightly, and she subconsciously looked at Jiang Chi.

Seeing Jiang Chi nod at her, she quietly thanked him and carefully sat down.

Jiang Chi followed closely behind and sat on her other side.

His arm rested casually on the back of her chair, subtly drawing a protective boundary.

Lin Chuchu, on the other hand, was quite uninhibited and sat down next to Liu Yunshu in a very casual manner.

Open the food box and place the osmanthus cake on the table; a sweet aroma instantly fills the air.

"Try it quickly, my mom's cooking is amazing, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Liu Yunshu picked up a piece, the soft and glutinous cake melting on her tongue, the sweet but not cloying osmanthus fragrance lingering between her lips and teeth.

She arched her eyebrows and squinted her eyes contentedly, like a kitten being fed.

Looking at her charming and innocent appearance, Liu Chengyan's eyes surged with even stronger undercurrents.

He picked up his teacup, concealing the emotions in his eyes, and spoke in a gentle voice:

"Try this pre-rain Longjing tea; it's perfect for cutting through the richness."

As he spoke, he picked up the teapot himself to pour tea for Liu Yunshu.

Jiang Chi raised his hand and pressed down on the teacup, his tone calm: "Mr. Liu, Yun Shu doesn't like strong tea."

As he spoke, he poured half a glass of warm water for Liu Yunshu, his actions natural and affectionate.

Liu Chengyan's fingertips paused for a moment, then he chuckled softly.

He withdrew his hand, slowly poured himself a cup of tea, and looked up at Jiang Chi with a meaningful gaze.

"Mr. Jiang seems to know Miss Liu very well."

"After all, I'm her boyfriend, so naturally I need to know her better."

Jiang Chi grasped Liu Yunshu's hand, his fingertips touching her fingertips, his tone full of assertiveness.

Lin Chuchu blinked, her gaze shifting back and forth between Liu Chengyan and Jiang Chi.

In a flash, an idea popped into her mind, almost making her choke on the pastry.

She gulped down a mouthful of water, her mind reeling with turmoil.

My goodness!

It turns out that President Liu was both gifting an art studio and celebrating his success.

It wasn't a simple matter of "cherishing talent" at all; it was a case of "the real intention is not in the wine," but rather to pursue Yun Shu, this delicate flower!

The scales in her heart tipped unhesitatingly in favor of Jiang Chi.

Liu Chengyan always made her feel like he was a bottomless, icy pool, while Jiang Chi was open, honest, and reassuring.

The meal proceeded slowly until its end in this subtle atmosphere, where smiles and laughter were on the surface, but undercurrents were turbulent beneath.

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Time flies, and the Jiang Chi World Championships are here in Beijing.

Liu Yunshu accompanied the team as a family member of an athlete.

Liu Chengyan had been planning to return to Beijing, but an urgent document suddenly came from the overseas branch, requiring him to personally oversee the matter.

After weighing the options, he could only board the flight to the other side of the ocean with a hint of barely perceptible irritation.

Jiang Chi and his teammates checked into the athletes' hotel arranged by the General Administration of Sport.

Liu Yunshu's room was specially arranged to be next to Jiang Chi's.

On the opening day of the World Championships, the stadium was packed to capacity, and the shouts were deafening.

Liu Yunshu sat in the front row of the family area, clutching a support sign with Jiang Chi's name on it, her fingertips turning slightly white from nervousness.

His gaze remained fixed on the entrance to the stadium.

When Jiang Chi entered the stadium with his teammates in their team uniforms, the cheers from the entire stadium reached their peak.

He was tall and straight, with sharp eyes, a stark contrast to his usual gentle and doting demeanor.

Yet, he still managed to pinpoint Liu Yunshu's figure accurately in the crowd.

Even from a great distance, he smiled at her and gave her a reassuring gesture.

The hurdles race started quickly, and the moment the starting gun fired, Jiang Chi shot off the starting line like an arrow.

His posture was graceful, and every push-off and leap was accompanied by the power to break through the wind.

The hurdles swept past his feet like phantoms, and he quickly stood out from the crowd of competitors, taking a commanding lead.

Liu Yunshu gripped the support sign tighter and tighter, her knuckles turning white, but her eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.

He unconsciously whispered "Go, Achi!", his voice filled with barely suppressed tension and anticipation.

As expected, Jiang Chi led the way all the way, and the cheers in the stadium almost lifted the roof off the moment he crossed the finish line.

Liu Yunshu suddenly stood up, her hand gripping the support sign so tightly it became deformed.

Her eyes instantly reddened, and large tears fell onto her clothes, but a bright smile appeared on her lips.

She watched as Jiang Chi, draped in the national flag, ran towards the stands; his figure, backlit by the light, was so dazzling that she couldn't look away.

Jiang Chi strode to the railing, ignoring the cameras and cheers around him, and pulled her into his arms.

His chin rested on the top of her head, his voice slightly breathless from the match, yet incredibly gentle: "Yun Shu, I won."

Liu Yunshu buried her face in his neck and nodded, choking back tears and unable to speak a complete sentence, only repeating herself over and over again:

"I know, I saw it all, Achi, you're amazing..."

The celebration banquet that evening was exceptionally lively.

Jiang Chi, who won the gold medal, was undoubtedly the focus of the team, and everyone took turns coming forward to congratulate and toast him.

He wasn't exactly a lightweight drinker, but he couldn't withstand the overwhelming wave of enthusiasm.

Before long, his eyes became noticeably drunk, with a faint red tinge at the corners, and his gaze was misty with moisture when he looked at people.

Liu Yunshu sat beside him, watching him being surrounded by people, drinking one cup after another, her brows furrowing with heartache.

When another teammate came over with a glass of wine, she finally couldn't resist.

She gently reached out to block it, tilted her little face up, and her soft, sweet voice carried obvious worry and pleading:

"He's really had quite a bit to drink. This glass... shall I drink a little for him? Or, should we let him rest?"

Seeing this, his teammates joked around:

"Oh, so your wife's feeling sorry for us? Alright, alright, for your sake, let our champion off the hook!"

Jiang Chi turned his head to look at the girl beside him, his eyes filled with tender affection.

He reached out and ruffled her hair, his voice hoarse from the alcohol: "It's okay, with you here, I'm not afraid to drink as much as I want."

Liu Yunshu blushed slightly and gently scolded him, "You always know how to be strong."

The celebration banquet lasted until late at night. Jiang Chi's steps were a little unsteady, but he still held Liu Yunshu's hand steadily.

Back in his room, he looked down at the girl in his arms, and, emboldened by the alcohol, leaned down and kissed her.

Jiang Chi's kiss was hot from the alcohol, yet extremely tender.

He carefully traced the outline of her lips, his fingertips gently tracing the back of her neck, the force carrying a hint of unconscious possessiveness.

Liu Yunshu's cheeks instantly burned, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Her hands instinctively gripped the hem of his clothes, her soft lips trembled slightly, and even her breathing became shallow and fragmented.

After a long while, Jiang Chi moved back slightly, but his forehead was still pressed against hers, his breathing heavy and hot.

He looked at her lips, red and moist from being kissed, and her misty eyes, and his Adam's apple bobbed violently a few times.

His hoarse voice trembled with barely suppressed emotion and carried an overwhelming solemnity:

"Yunshu...wait for me...wait until I'm more stable, my grades are better, and I'm more capable of giving you a secure future..."

"I will marry you in a grand and glorious way."

Liu Yunshu's heart skipped a beat as she looked up at his reddened eyes.

She tiptoed, reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, offering her red lips.

Her soft lips gently pressed against his, with a touch of youthful initiative.

Jiang Chi froze, then tightened his arms and held her tightly in his embrace, deepening the kiss.

A hoarse murmur mixed with soft, labored breathing fell into her ear: "Yun Shu, not now, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, Liu Yunshu pushed her down onto the bed.

Her cheeks were so red they looked like they could bleed, and even her neck and bare collarbone were tinged with an alluring crimson.

The courage I had just used to push someone seemed to vanish instantly.

She lowered her eyelashes, not daring to look at Jiang Chi, who was sitting on the ground, staring at her with a shocked and burning gaze.

"I...I can..."

The voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, and the end of the note trembled.

After saying that, she lowered her eyelashes in embarrassment, her long eyelashes trembling slightly like the wings of a startled butterfly.

Jiang Chi sobered up considerably in an instant and sat up, supporting himself on the bed.

My Adam's apple bobbed a few times with difficulty, and I felt my mouth was dry and my lower abdomen was tense.

His voice was hoarse, almost broken, filled with suppressed emotion and unbelievable tenderness: "Yun Shu... stop fooling around..."

It's not that he doesn't want it.

I'm going crazy thinking about it.

From the very first day I realized my feelings for her, she appeared in countless dreams.

But he was even more reluctant to part with it.

I couldn't bear to let his most cherished treasure die before he had fully settled down.

In a hotel, a place she might later feel was not perfect or serious enough.

Because of a moment of emotion or his impulse, he may leave behind any possible regrets or grievances.

What he wants to give her must be the best after careful consideration, including the most intimate offerings between them.