You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

A coquettish nasal voice drifted through the exotic street corners of Cappadocia.

She carried a certain self-righteousness that she herself was unaware of.

Chen Yuan looked at the small face that was flushed with slight anger.

A low, mellow chuckle rolled down his throat.

The vibrations in his chest traveled through the air, drawing frequent glances from several European female tourists watching nearby.

In those deep black eyes, an unyielding indulgence surged.

He had one hand in the pocket of his casual trousers.

Take long strides.

He took two steps to stand beside Shen Wanzhou.

The ice cream vendor looked at the Asian man whose aura was clearly extraordinary.

The iron pole in his hand made a fancy arc in mid-air.

That lump of vanilla ice cream, covered in pistachio crumbs, was like a disobedient pendulum.

He swayed back and forth in front of Chen Yuan.

The young man raised an eyebrow, gesturing for Chen Yuan to come and take it, his eyes full of the cunning of a street performer.

Chen Yuan did not reach for the ice cream that was suspended in mid-air.

His gaze fell on the young man's wrist as he gripped the iron pole.

This Turkish ice cream trick relies entirely on the precise movements of the wrist and the manipulation of gravity.

It's dazzling to the average person.

But in Chen Yuan's eyes, who had honed his top-notch dynamic vision and muscle control on the dark web.

This movement is even slower than slow motion in a movie.

Just a fraction of a second after the young man slightly flipped his wrist, preparing to pull the iron bar back,

Chen Yuan's empty hand.

It peeked out without warning.

The two well-defined fingers didn't touch the ice cream, but instead precisely positioned themselves at the center of gravity of the iron bar.

A gentle tap.

Zheng.

A slight metallic clang.

The young man felt as if an electric current had struck the tendons in his wrist, and his entire arm lost sensation for half a second.

The iron bar's trajectory was abruptly interrupted by this skillful force.

The ice cream cone hanging at the front.

Under the influence of inertia.

It landed perfectly, steadily, into the empty paper cup in Shen Wanzhou's hand.

pat.

The sweet, milky aroma instantly filled my nose.

The surrounding tourists were stunned for two seconds.

This was followed by thunderous applause and whistles.

The ice cream vendor shook his numb wrist and looked at the empty iron bar.

He also looked incredulous.

He then gave Chen Yuan a thumbs up and shouted "Magic" in English.

Chen Yuan ignored the noise around him.

He turned around, his deep gaze falling on Shen Wanzhou's face.

"Eat."

Shen Wanzhou held the ice cream she had lost and then found again.

Her sparkling peach blossom eyes curved into two beautiful crescent moons.

She scooped out a large spoonful and put it in her mouth.

The rich milky aroma explodes on the tongue, sweetening the heart.

It's not because the ice cream is so delicious.

It's the feeling of being unconditionally favored and supported at all times.

It's more addictive than any other candy in the world.

The next morning.

4:30 a.m.

The morning star was still twinkling in the deep blue night sky.

In the canyons of Cappadocia, the temperature still carried a chilly edge.

Shen Wanzhou was dug out of her warm bed by Chen Yuan.

She was wearing a windproof khaki short trench coat.

Inside was a soft white knitted maxi dress.

I was still groggy, like a koala that hadn't woken up yet.

He let Chen Yuan lead him by the hand and walked onto a clearing.

All around, there was the sound of huge gas jets.

call--!

Clusters of dazzling orange-red flames rose into the air from the darkness.

They gradually stretched those originally shriveled, huge canvases until they were full and round.

Hot air balloon.

Hundreds of brightly colored hot air balloons are making their final preparations before taking off.

This is Cappadocia's most famous morning spectacle.

"So big..."

Shen Wanzhou's sleepiness was completely dispelled by this spectacular sight.

She stood beside the huge woven hanging basket, looking up.

The firelight reflected in her pupils, creating bright, dancing spots of light.

"Go up."

Chen Yuan supported her waist and, with one arm, gently placed her into the rattan basket.

Then, he turned over and stepped inside.

Apart from the driver, Chen Yuan spent a lot of money to book this gondola, and there were no other tourists to disturb us.

The driver pulled the valve.

The flames erupted again.

The basket swayed slightly, and my feet gradually left the solid ground.

Slowly rising towards the dawn sky.

Shen Wanzhou gripped the edge of the hanging basket tightly with both hands.

The knuckles turned a bluish-white color due to lack of blood flow caused by tension.

For someone who is socially anxious and lacks a sense of security, the feeling of having their feet dangling in the air is not pleasant.

She instinctively took half a step back.

Until his back slammed into a solid, broad chest.

Chen Yuan then wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.

His large palm covered her small hand that was gripping the edge.

The warmth of my palm pierced through the chilly morning wind.

It clung to her skin perfectly.

"Don't be afraid, keep reading."

A deep, husky voice sounded in her ear, carrying a soothing magic.

Shen Wanzhou took a deep breath.

His tense shoulders slowly relaxed, and he looked down following Chen Yuan's directions.

At this moment, our vision was magnified infinitely.

The first rays of dawn just ripped through the eastern horizon.

It gilded the oddly shaped karst rock pillars below with a layer of dazzling gold.

And around them.

The sky was filled with brightly colored hot air balloons.

Suspended high and low above the canyon, it resembles a grand fairytale parade.

The wind blowing in my face was no longer cold and harsh, but carried the warmth of the breaking sunlight at dawn.

"What a nice view……"

Shen Wanzhou's breathing even stopped slightly.

She spent the first half of her life hiding from the world's gaze in that dark room.

I never imagined that one day...

To be able to stand so close to the sky and look at such magnificent, unobstructed views.

And all of this was given to her by the man behind her.

She turned her head.

I wanted to say something to Chen Yuan.

But then she discovered the man who had been standing behind her.

I don't know when, but I had already taken half a step back.

In the narrow space of the hanging basket.

Chen Yuan knelt on one knee on the rough rattan floor.

The morning light shone over the edge of the hanging basket and fell on his angular profile.

It outlines deep and aloof eyebrows and eyes.

He wasn't wearing those formal suits.

It's just a simple black windbreaker, yet it exudes an air of noble dignity that commands respect from all things.

Large hands with distinct knuckles.

She was quietly holding a dark blue velvet box.

The box lid was open.

inside.

That 18-carat flawless pink diamond, which he personally polished and cut.

Under the rising sun, it refracts a dazzling, cherry blossom-colored halo.

The character "舟" (boat) is micro-carved inside the diamond.

clear and distinct.

Shen Wanzhou was stunned.

Those beautiful peach blossom eyes widened instantly.

Breathing gets completely stuck in my throat.

All that could be heard in my ears was the frantic pounding of my own heart.

"Chen Yuan..."

Her voice trembled violently, and even her lips were quivering slightly.

A wave of soreness surged up in my eyes like a tsunami.

"These past few years, you've locked yourself in the darkness."

Chen Yuan looked up, his deep black eyes meeting hers directly.

There were no fancy vows.

His voice was as steady as a mountain that would never collapse.

"From now on, I'll show you the world."

"Anyone who dares to make you bow down, I'll snap their neck."

He stretched out his large hand, which was covered in calluses.

"This stone represents the rest of our lives."

"Shen Wanzhou, are you willing to belong to only me for the rest of your life?"

overbearing.

There is absolutely no room for negotiation.

Yet it carries an extreme fondness that makes people willingly succumb to it.

I could no longer hold back my tears.

Like a flood bursting its banks, it crashed wildly down Shen Wanzhou's fair cheeks.

It splashed onto her gray sun-protective shirt, spreading out dark water stains.

She nodded vigorously.

My neck is almost broken.

She couldn't even wait for Chen Yuan to put the ring on her finger.

Ignoring the danger of being high in the air, Shen Wanzhou suddenly threw herself into Chen Yuan's arms, wiping her tears and snot all over his bespoke trench coat: "I do! I'll stick with you for this life and the next!"