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Fine dust particles drifted under the shadowless lights of the dust-free room.

It was a flawless pink diamond weighing a full eighteen carats.

It has a breathtaking cherry blossom pink color throughout, without a single impurity.

On the cutting surface under strong light.

Those fifty-eight perfect physical facets refract a dazzling halo that would make any jewelry master kneel in awe.

What's even more amazing is the deepest part of the diamond.

By using a specific angle of light.

A faint pattern of the character "舟" (boat) can be seen inside, engraved using laser micro-engraving technology.

The handwriting is exactly the same as Chen Yuan's usual signature.

The strokes are sharp and powerful, yet they are encased within the hardest and most dazzling crystal core.

He turned off the power to the grinder.

Remove your goggles.

He carefully placed the pink diamond, still warm from the machine, into the dark blue velvet box next to him.

Click.

The metal snaps close, sealing this unique work of art.

Chen Yuan glanced at the digital clock on the wall.

It was exactly 4 p.m.

Today, he came to Cloud Top Manor with the girl who was wrapped in a blanket.

It has been exactly one hundred days since we met.

For the wealthy who readily charter cruise ships or put on light shows at the Dubai Tower.

For the 100-day anniversary, the most extravagant display of money must be used to create the most luxurious spectacle.

But Chen Yuan didn't intend to do that.

With his Star Ventures, he could buy any top-tier revolving restaurant in Jianghai City at any time.

But those cold, impersonal French meals and insincere violin music.

It cannot cure a stomach that once suffered from severe anorexia.

He picked up the velvet box and took off his white dustproof suit.

With long strides, I walked out of the geek lab in the basement of the Starry Sky Building.

Forty minutes later.

The black Maybach came to a smooth stop in the fountain square of Genting Resort.

Chen Yuan did not go back to the butler's suite to change his clothes.

Simply roll up the cuffs of the haute couture shirt.

I put on that familiar black apron and stepped into the bright and spacious open kitchen.

On the cutting board, a bag of top-quality wheat flour, air-freighted from Australia, had already been prepared.

This flour has not undergone any industrial bleaching, retaining its original wheat aroma.

He poured out half a basin of flour.

Two free-range eggs were added, without adding a single drop of extra water.

The flour is kneaded solely by the moisture from the egg liquid.

A large, well-defined hand flipped the basin.

With each kneading and pressing motion, the muscle lines on the arm will slightly bulge as force is applied.

In his hands, the dough gradually transformed from loose, crumbly dough into a smooth, golden-yellow dough.

pat, pat.

The sound of kneading dough echoed in the quiet kitchen.

It has a reassuring rhythm.

Let the dough rest for 20 minutes.

Chen Yuan took out the "Dragon Scale" treasure knife that he had won in the Culinary God Competition.

The back of the knife pressed down on the dough.

He didn't even use a rolling pin, following the grain of the gluten.

Use your large hands to pull and knead the dough.

The dough was stretched into a long, thin shape in mid-air.

One lap, two laps.

This is a bowl of longevity noodles with only one noodle.

From beginning to end, it remains unbroken and unbroken.

It symbolizes longevity and peace year after year.

In the clay pot next to it.

The broth was made by simmering a three-year-old hen, premium dried scallops, and Jinhua ham for six hours.

It was bubbling away, releasing tiny bubbles.

The air was filled with a rich and intense aroma.

Chen Yuan dropped the thin, hair-like noodle into the boiling soup pot.

The noodles tumbled in the golden chicken fat.

It quickly absorbed the essence of the broth and became crystal clear.

He took a deep white porcelain bowl decorated with gold trim.

Remove the noodles completely from the water.

It is coiled into a beautiful circle.

Pour a spoonful of crystal-clear, yet incredibly flavorful broth over it.

At last.

I sliced ​​four thin slices of top-grade Wagyu beef and blanched them in boiling broth.

Place it next to the noodles.

A bowl of longevity noodles, which looks simple but actually takes countless efforts, is ready.

Chen Yuan took off his apron.

Pick up the wooden tray.

In the lower right corner of the tray, the dark blue velvet box sat quietly.

He walked steadily up the spiral staircase to the second floor.

The door to the master bedroom was ajar.

Chen Yuan pushed open the door.

Shen Wanzhou was wearing a beige knitted cardigan and sitting on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

She was holding the Pikachu pillow that she had rubbed raw.

He was staring blankly out the window.

Hearing footsteps, she turned around abruptly.

A hint of undisguised anticipation flashed in her peach blossom eyes.

Actually, she had looked at the calendar early this morning.

One hundred days.

This number swirled in her mind countless times.

She thought Chen Yuan would take her out or prepare some extravagant gift for her.

After waiting all afternoon, they didn't see a single person.

That anxious, uncertain feeling was quietly bubbling up in my stomach.

Are you hungry?

Chen Yuan walked up to her.

Place the tray securely on the coffee table.

The rich aroma of the broth instantly dispelled the faint scent of incense in the air.

"Noodles today?"

Shen Wanzhou looked at the bowl of noodles with beef on top.

His nose twitched slightly twice.

My stomach let out a tiny rumble, which was rather pathetic.

Although it smelled delicious, the slight disappointment of not receiving a gift still made her pout.

She put down the cushion and picked up her chopsticks.

"Why is there only one noodle here...?"

She picked up one end, but couldn't break it no matter what she did.

"Longevity noodles, for good luck."

Chen Yuan sat down on the sofa opposite her.

He rested his chin on one hand, looking intently at her.

"Try it."

Shen Wanzhou bit one end of the noodle.

Suck.

Noodle entrance.

That delicious flavor comes from absorbing the essence of top-quality seafood and ham.

It has the original wheat aroma of the flour.

It explodes on the tip of your tongue.

There's not a single extra seasoning; it's so pure that you can't help but want to swallow your tongue.

She didn't even have time to complain about not receiving any gifts today.

Its cheeks were puffed out high, like a little hamster hoarding food.

One bite after another.

She slowly swallowed the long noodle.

A comforting warmth spread through my stomach.

It dispelled the slight chill of the early autumn evening.

Just as she was about to finish eating the last bite of the bowl.

My gaze inadvertently swept over the inconspicuous dark blue velvet box on the edge of the tray.

Her movements suddenly stopped.

The chopsticks stopped in mid-air.

A drop of golden broth slid down the noodles and fell back into the bowl.

"Open it and take a look."

Chen Yuan's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of tension that was barely perceptible.

He had never felt this way, not even when facing Wall Street financial giants.

Shen Wanzhou swallowed the noodles in her mouth.

My heart skipped a beat.

She placed the chopsticks on the edge of the bowl.

He wiped his hands haphazardly on his clothes.

Her fingertips trembled slightly as she reached for the velvet box.

Click.

The lid was lifted.

The warm yellow light from the bedroom shone into the box.

That instant.

A pink diamond so dazzling it almost takes your breath away.

It was presented to her without reservation.

Those weren't the cheap, generic pieces of jewelry you could just buy anywhere in the market.

It is astonishingly large, and the halo of light refracted from its cross-section is as if the sunset clouds in the sky have been plucked directly from the sky.

It was sealed inside this stone.

"this……"

Shen Wanzhou's throat tightened.

She stared blankly at the pink diamond, even forgetting to breathe.

"I cut it myself."

Chen Yuan stretched out his large hand, which had a few fine scratches on his fingertips from polishing diamonds for a long time.

Take the pink diamond ring out of the box.

He did not kneel down on one knee.

There were no cliché vows of eternal love.

He simply leaned over and took Shen Wanzhou's left hand, which was slightly stained with soup.

He held the ring that still carried his body heat.

He slowly pushed it into her ring finger.

The dimensions fit perfectly.

Just like these two originally incomplete souls, they found the only piece of the puzzle in this world.

Your name is engraved inside.

Chen Yuan gently rubbed his thumb against the ring.

"From now on, this hand is tied to me. No matter where I go, I'll have to come home for dinner."

Domineering, yet imbued with the most exquisite human touch.

Shen Wanzhou looked down at the pink diamond on her ring finger.

Then look at the bowl of longevity noodles on the coffee table, which I've eaten down to the broth.

My vision was instantly blurred by a thick layer of mist.

Tears streamed down her face.

It fell onto the back of my hand and was scalding hot.

She had imagined a million different ways to propose.

But I never imagined it would be in front of a bowl of steaming hot soup noodles.

There was no noise from outsiders, no suffocating spotlight.

Only him, and this steaming bowl of noodles.

She sniffed her bright red nose.

Half of it was touching, and half of it was coquettish.

Shen Wanzhou, biting into the noodle that just wouldn't break, looked at Pink Diamond beside her with red eyes: "You... how come you can't even propose without going to the kitchen!"