Beijing Marriage Entanglement

Ruan Chuxi was struck hard by Song Qinghui's words, her whole body trembled, her tears fell even more fiercely, and her voice became hoarse.

"You're lying! I didn't do it! I was framed!"

As Song Qinghui watched her break down in tears and become incoherent, a barely perceptible gleam of pleasure flashed in his eyes.

In an instant, he put on a pained and pitiful expression, his tone suddenly turned somber, each word like a needle, wrapped in extreme hypocrisy and oppression, piercing Ruan Chuxi's heart with every syllable.

"Framed? Chu tide, are you still deceiving yourself and making excuses even now?"

If it weren't for helping you gain a foothold in the domestic artificial intelligence field and to help you gain greater recognition within the Ruan family, would I have taken such a huge risk?

Things have escalated to this point, and you want to pin all the blame and fault on me? Let me tell you, no way!

He took a step closer, his tall figure completely enveloping Ruan Chuxi, his accusations growing increasingly sharp, his feigned concern full of calculation.

"Alright, let's stop arguing. If we keep blaming each other, it will only make Lu Xingci smug."

Now that things have come to this, we should think of a way to salvage the situation. Going with Elder Sheng is definitely not an option now; everyone knows about what you did abroad. I think you should give up on the field of artificial intelligence.”

"Then... what should we do?"

If she wants to stay in the country, she must produce results.

"Marry me."

Ruan Chuxi thought she had misheard.

"Marriage? Will marriage really make this all over again?"

Song Qinghui shook his head, his eyes filled with a determined calculation.

"No, but we can let you stay in the country and avoid being sent away."

The last bit of lingering affection in Ruan Chuxi's heart vanished.

Her tone was cold and disappointed.

"Song Qinghui, even at this point, you're still thinking about marriage. I think you haven't thought about me at all; you just want to use me as a stepping stone."

"Am I wrong? I've investigated everything. Because of the fact that you falsified your thesis grade, your uncle is already planning to send you to Germany."

"You can't stay in the country unless you marry me."

Ruan Chuxi forcefully shook off Song Qinghui's hand, and the last trace of affection in her heart shattered completely.

"Song Qinghui, even if I'm sent to Africa, I won't be your stepping stone or be bound by you!"

From this day forward, we are even. Whether you are ruined or have nothing left, it has nothing to do with me. Don't try to use this to bind me! I owe you nothing!

After saying that, she suddenly opened the car door and got in without hesitation.

Before Song Qinghui could stop him, the driver immediately started the car and sped away.

Song Qinghui was left standing there alone, his face ashen, his eyes swirling with resentment and bitterness.

He never expected that after all that trouble and effort, he would not only gain nothing but also ruin his reputation.

It's all Lu Xingci's fault!

Lu Xingci had no idea how ugly the falling out between Song Qinghui and Ruan Chuxi was.

After the awards ceremony, Shen Yu took her to a tea room.

Here she met Old Master Sheng, whom Ruan Chuxi had longed to meet day and night, as well as Designer Jin, who had just spoken up for her.

"I heard you're in the design department at Kyoto University? Who's your professor?"

Jin Ailin wore a kind and gentle smile, and her eyes were full of admiration and heartache as she looked at Lu Xingci.

She had watched a few of those videos online and roughly knew about the relationship between Lu Xingci and Song Qinghui. She felt sorry for such a good girl who had met the wrong person and had her youth wasted.

Lu Xingci smiled slightly, and after saying the teacher's name, the light in Jin Ailin's eyes shone even brighter.

"You mean you're Cheng Danqin's student?"

"Do you know my teacher?"

Jin Ailin grinned broadly.

"Hahaha, we're more than just acquaintances, she's my student. Turns out, we're family."

If I'm not mistaken, your teacher once told me he wanted to introduce a student to me; that student must have been you.

Jin Ailin chatted with Lu Xingci for a long time until Elder Sheng urged her to leave, at which point she reluctantly let go.

"It's so late, don't keep those young people on their date."

Jin Ailin raised her wrist and looked at it, only then realizing what was happening.

"How did it get so late without me realizing it? It's my fault, I have no sense of time. Xiao Lu, you're very talented, don't waste your talent. Promise me you'll participate in the Paris Design Competition next month, okay?"

Lu Xingci pursed his lips, hummed in agreement, and nodded.

"Okay, Teacher Jin, don't worry, I will definitely go."

She had considered pursuing further education or participating in competitions to improve herself, but Song Qinghui always insisted that the company couldn't do without her, so he asked her to stay and help him with company affairs.

After learning from Shen Yu last night that everything back then was a scheme devised by Song Qinghui, Lu Xingci had actually considered going abroad for further studies.

Old Master Sheng put his arm around Jin Ailin and said goodbye before leaving the teahouse.

As Lu Xingci watched Jin Ailin's departing figure, his eyes were filled with determination, and he had a clear plan in mind.

First, focus on preparing for the Paris Design Competition, prove yourself with your talent, then apply to study abroad, learn from industry veterans, and live the life you want.

When Lu Xingci told Shen Yu about this idea, he didn't stop her. He caught a glimpse of the lingering light in her eyes and his lips unconsciously curled up.

His large hand covered Lu Xingci's hand and held her slender hand in his palm, squeezing it gently.

The warmth of the palm brings a sense of security.

"Whether it's a competition or going abroad, I will fully support you."

It's just a plane ticket; it won't affect their relationship.

"Don't worry about anyone, not even me. Just keep moving forward. I'll always be behind you."

A warm feeling welled up inside her. She raised her hand and placed it over Shen Yu's hand, a glimmer of light in her eyes, and nodded gently.

All the grievances and confusion that had been building up in my heart were gently dissolved at this moment.

The warmth inside the car dispelled the chill of the night.

The car slowly stopped in front of the apartment building. The night was gentle, and the lights in the stairwell cast long shadows of the two people.

Shen Yu stood at the door, holding Lu Xingci's hand and reluctantly speaking.

"You turned me away yesterday, are you trying to kick me out again today?"

His eyes were fiery, and his voice was gentle and magnetic, like a seductive vixen.

His large palm gently stroked Lu Xingci's cheek, and his fingertips lightly kneaded his earlobe.

"Haven't seen you for days, don't you miss me?"

Last night, when Shen Yu brought her back, he made an excuse that he was worried about her and wanted her to stay overnight, but Lu Xingci forcibly pushed him away.

Right now, Lu Xingci felt a slight tingling and itching sensation from the mischievous hand on her earlobe.

She awkwardly tried to avoid him, wanting to pull her hand back, but Shen Yu didn't seem to use much force. Not only was she unable to break free, but she was also pulled into his arms by a gentle push from Shen Yu.

Lu Xingci tilted his head back and gently pushed her away.

"you……"

The next second, Shen Yu leaned down slightly and kissed her gently, the kiss carrying the warmth of his palm, tender and devout, shedding the restraint of many days and releasing the emotions that had been suppressed for many years.