1979: My fiancée is a goddess

"That's amazing! 50,000 copies sold is almost as good as a bestselling author's, right? That means hundreds of thousands in royalties a month!"

"Hmph, of course... Cheng Kaiyan, let me remind you, if you don't cherish Ruixue, you'll regret it sooner or later. The men who are pursuing her are practically lining up all the way to Tokyo Tower."

"Alright...you two, stop fooling around."

"I'm just trying to help you. If it weren't for the fact that this guy has changed his indecisive and clingy ways today, I wouldn't bother with him at all!"

"Ha ha……"

at noon.

Zhao Ruixue and Uesugi Ayana led Cheng Kaiyan out of the school. The three of them chatted as they walked, and the atmosphere was much more harmonious than before.

Cheng Kaiyan stood beside the two women, who were holding hands, and silently watched the girl who looked like a snowman out of the corner of her eye.

A faint smile remained on her fair and delicate face, and her mood was no longer as low and gloomy as it had been recently.

While chatting with Ayana Uesugi, she would occasionally glance at Cheng Kaiyan, her watery eyes brimming with a natural and captivating charm.

Although it has a cool and aloof feel, it also has a touch of girlish shyness and sweetness, making it unforgettable.

Cheng Kaiyan noticed the changes in Zhao Ruixue and felt both happy and somewhat guilty.

Although he was certain of his obsession and decided to make amends for his youthful, naive relationship with Zhao Ruixue, a relationship that never began and never ended.

And the persistent "harassment," and the full display of shamelessness, even abandoning the previous low-key style, boldly revealing their feelings.

They might even get along like lovers...

But in the end, it was just a brief but magnificent and dazzling fireworks display.

This was Cheng Kaiyan's original plan.

"I hope she can maintain her understanding as always, and understand..."

……

It was lunchtime, and the streets were unusually crowded with pedestrians, most of whom were heading to the station.

"Drip-"

The three walked slowly through the crowd, and several car horns sounded behind them.

There were so many vehicles passing by on the street that Cheng Kaiyan and the other two ignored them. Only when the headlights flashed did they turn their heads to look.

A silver-white sedan, shaped like a long rectangular box, exuding prestige and luxury, came into view. A silver triangular emblem stood on the front of the car, clearly indicating that it was a Mercedes-Benz S-Class.

Through the windshield, the driver could be seen to be a young man wearing sunglasses. Perhaps seeing Cheng Kaiyan and the other two turn around and look at them, the driver casually raised his hand and waved before slowly driving over.

The car pulled up beside him and the window slowly rolled down, revealing a handsome and refined face. "Good afternoon, Ruixue."

"You are... Yamamoto Tatsuto?"

Zhao Ruixue hesitated for a few seconds before recognizing the other person when they took off their sunglasses.

"It seems that Ruixue still remembers me. I am truly honored..."

Yamamoto Ritsuto held the steering wheel with one hand and rested the other on the car window, a graceful smile playing on his lips.

Luxury cars, expensive watches, and a set of understated yet luxurious handcrafted bespoke clothing...

His every move exuded an extraordinary, dashing and romantic air, like a young nobleman who had stepped out of a medieval oil painting.

Some college students passing by on the street, and female office workers who had just finished get off work and were wearing suits and white shirts, stopped to take a look, pointing and whispering words of admiration and envy.

"Just say what's on your mind."

Zhao Ruixue, however, remained remarkably calm, speaking in a neutral tone.

The moment Zhao Ruixue saw Yamamoto Ritsuto, she knew why he had come.

Cheng Kaiyan gave him flowers in front of many people at school that morning, and he accepted them.

Given Yamamoto Ritsuto's style, he would never let go of such gossip once it reached his ears.

"Don't be so cold. I came to see you because I have something to say."

Yamamoto Tatsuto stepped out of the car, his gaze sweeping over everyone, lingering on Cheng Kaiyan's face for a few seconds, before finally settling on Zhao Ruixue, and he smiled:
"I heard a boy gave you flowers this morning, and you accepted them? Miss Ruixue, you've changed your personality. That's good. It's not a good thing for a girl to be too aloof. She should have a friendly and gentle side in addition to being aloof."

I wonder if I would have the honor of presenting Ms. Zhao Ruixue with a few bouquets of roses?

"That's not necessary."

Zhao Ruixue's eyes narrowed slightly. In her view, Yamamoto Tatsuto's seemingly kind and inquiring words still couldn't hide his arrogant and self-important nature. His lecturing and lecturing attitude towards others was particularly disliked.

"Don't be so quick to refuse. Maybe you'll like Ruixue? Please wait a moment."

Yamamoto Ritsuto didn't care about her attitude and turned around to open the trunk.

A rich floral fragrance wafted over, and then a trunk full of red roses appeared before everyone's eyes, the charming flowers too numerous to count at a glance.

Upon seeing this, Cheng Kaiyan raised an eyebrow, thinking to herself that there must be several hundred roses. This young master was quite adept at these romantic gestures, but... it was probably done on purpose.

Reflecting on Yamamoto Tatsuto's behavior, he seems to be more than just a wealthy young master. Considering that yesterday's incident was merely a warning rather than a fight, he is indeed a man of considerable cunning...

Cheng Kaiyan's eyes turned slightly cold, and she already knew what was going on.

"So many roses! There must be several hundred of them, right? Just buying the flowers must have cost forty or fifty thousand!"

Ayana Uesugi, standing to the side, clicked her tongue in amazement.

"No wonder he's a rich kid who drives luxury cars... He just threw in so many flowers, which girl could resist? This is so romantic!"

"Isn't this Zhao Ruixue? Someone just gave her flowers this morning, and now Yamamoto Riteng is giving her more. This is much more than what that boy gave her this morning."

"Look, the boy who delivered flowers this morning is here too. They're going to have a showdown now."

Pedestrians who had briefly stopped because of the luxury car were astonished by such extravagance and romance, and some girls even expressed their desire to offer themselves to the car.

"A poor boy and a tycoon's son fighting over a woman? This is something that only exists in dramas. I've really seen it today! What a once-in-a-century show!"

Some people recognized Cheng Kaiyan and the others, and their faces immediately lit up with excitement as they watched the spectacle.

"Nine hundred and ninety-nine red roses symbolize my burning love for you; I hope you will accept them."

Seeing this, Yamamoto Ritsuto smiled slightly, picked up a handful of the contents, and handed it to Zhao Ruixue. He bowed slightly, his expression full of affection, displaying the demeanor of a noble young master, which made many girls' eyes sparkle.

"boring."

Zhao Ruixue didn't even look at her, reached out and grabbed Cheng Kaiyan's arm, then turned to leave.

"How do you think my 999 roses compare to the 10 roses you gave me?"

Yamamoto Ritsuto looked at Cheng Kaiyan and smiled.

He didn't care whether Zhao Ruixue accepted it or not; it was just that Cheng Kaiyan had given it to him, so he had to give her one too, and even more than Cheng Kaiyan.

So that Cheng Kaiyan would know the vast difference between them.

"Not even close."

Cheng Kaiyan and Zhao Ruixue commented in unison with disdain.

"Hehe... I've never heard of the saying that nine hundred and ninety-nine is no match for ten. It's truly laughable. Don't you all agree?" Yamamoto Tateto chuckled and asked the onlookers for confirmation.

"That's right! Nine hundred and ninety-nine roses would cost at least fifty or sixty thousand yen, while ten roses only cost a few thousand yen. It's a huge difference!"

"Exactly! You think ten flowers are more valuable than nine hundred and ninety-nine?"

The crowd was abuzz with discussion. Some thought Zhao Ruixue was ungrateful, while others felt Cheng Kaiyan was too poor.

"hehe."

As Yamamoto Tatsuto listened to the surrounding discussions, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and his mood, which had been ruined that morning, improved considerably.

Unfortunately, when he turned to look at Cheng Kaiyan, he didn't see his embarrassed or awkward expression; instead, he was remarkably calm. He couldn't help but think to himself, 'This kid is so young to have become a professor; he must have some talent, at least he's got a thick skin.'

"Little do people know that a gift of a goose feather sent from afar is a small gift but carries great meaning. No matter how valuable a gift is, if it does not contain any sentiment, it is nothing more than a piece of waste with only monetary value."

Cheng Kaiyan finally spoke, saying calmly, "Has no one ever taught you not to measure everything by money?"

"Exactly, you think money can buy everything? Disgusting."

Uesugi Ayana also sided with Cheng Kaiyan at this moment, and said sarcastically.

"Alright, let's go, let's not waste time eating."

Zhao Ruixue ignored Yamamoto Riteng and patted the two of them on the shoulder.

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto Tatsuto's face immediately darkened. Why was Zhao Ruixue so protective of Cheng Kaiyan?
He quickly called out, "Wait, Ruixue, there's something important! It's about Kodansha..."

"Recently, Kodansha organized a writers' salon, inviting many publishing house representatives, well-known editors, and writers to attend."

It is said that famous authors such as Haruki Murakami and Banana Yoshimoto will also give lectures on site...

Zhao Ruixue stopped and glanced at Cheng Kaiyan.

Although she disliked Yamamoto, she believed that if some senior figures in the literary world actually visited this so-called writers' salon, attending would be very helpful for her literary career and building connections.

"Ha ha……"

Cheng Kaiyan smiled and nodded. He naturally understood this and didn't mind Zhao Ruixue accepting Yamamoto's invitation.

"The Yamamoto family are minor shareholders of Kodansha, but they don't have the ability to organize industry gatherings and writers' salons like this. It would be more likely if his father came. At most, Yamamoto Tatsuto could sneak in and attend a few events and get a few invitations."

Ayana Uesugi leaned close to Cheng Kaiyan's ear and whispered a few words of advice, then couldn't help but feel smug.

I've really gone to great lengths for these childhood sweethearts!

"I see... It seems this invitation isn't from Yamamoto, but most likely from Kodansha."

Cheng Kaiyan understood.

"When?"

Zhao Ruixue turned to ask Yamamoto Ritsuten.

"It's the night after tomorrow. This is an invitation, specially for you and Uesugi-kun."

As he expected, Zhao Ruixue was a very career-oriented woman. Yamamoto Ritō laughed when he saw this and took out two invitations to hand over.

"Only two invitations?"

Zhao Ruixue frowned slightly, a mix of thoughts flashing in her eyes. But there were three of them; if there were only two…

"You guys go ahead, I'm not going. I'm not a writer, what would I do with you?"

Uesugi Ayana decided to see this through to the end. If she went with Ruixue and prevented Cheng Kaiyan from going, the boy might not say anything, but he would still...

"That won't do. The invitations are all registered with real names, so other people can't use them."

Yamamoto Tatsuto looked at Cheng Kaiyan and reminded her with a smile.

"You guys go ahead, I'll see if I can get an invitation later."

Cheng Kaiyan glared back without hesitation and said calmly.

"Ha ha……"

Yamamoto Ritsuto scoffed, thinking, "What a joke! This kind of writers' salon isn't just some random person who can sneak in."

Most well-known writers don't have this ability, so how could you?

However, he certainly wouldn't mock Cheng Kaiyan in public. He simply said, word by word, "Then shall we wait for Professor Cheng's good news at the banquet? Don't keep us waiting too long, okay?"

"..."

Uesugi Ayana patted Cheng Kaiyan's shoulder speechlessly. This guy, why did he have to spout such nonsense?

"Forget it, we won't go."

After thinking for a long time, Zhao Ruixue finally shook her head firmly and declined.

Yamamoto Ritsuto's expression was stern. He hadn't expected Zhao Ruixue to go to such lengths for Cheng Kaiyan. "Ruixue, you'd better think this through. This is an invitation from the editor-in-chief. If you don't go, then..."

He looked at Cheng Kaiyan, "Professor Cheng, are you really going to let Ruixue give up such a rare opportunity for you? You wouldn't be that selfish, would you?"

"Yamamoto Tatsuto! I've put up with you for too long! Don't keep testing my limits!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ruixue's expression changed, her eyebrows furrowed, and she angrily shouted.

Although this opportunity was rare, she felt uneasy and reluctant to leave Cheng Kaiyan behind if she went to the writers' salon with Ayana and Yamamoto Ritsuto.

Furthermore, she felt that this was clearly Yamamoto Ritsuto's deliberate act, intended to sow discord and unhappiness between them. If Cheng Kaiyan were that petty and sensitive, she would most likely have let him succeed.

When it's time to make a decision, you have to make it. Zhao Ruixue is decisive and efficient, just like a boy.

"Xue'er..."

Cheng Kaiyan opened her mouth, her heart burning with excitement. She took a deep breath and said to Zhao Ruixue with a serious expression, "I'm serious, I have a way, really, go ahead."

"..."

Seeing that he didn't seem like a Canadian, Zhao Ruixue paused for a moment and then said nothing more.

Since Zhao Ruixue was willing to attend the meeting, Yamamoto Riteng was relieved. He felt that it didn't matter whether Cheng Kaiyan came or not, and it would even be better if she came, so that she could see what the difference was.

Isn't the gathering organized by Kodansha his home turf?

Thinking of this, Yamamoto Tatsuto waved his hand and said with a smile, "Are you planning to go eat? Where are you going? I'll give you a ride."

However, Zhao Ruixue didn't even glance at him, and pulled Cheng Kaiyan and Uesugi Ayana into the crowd without looking back, disappearing from sight.

"Cheng Kaiyan..."

The elegant and composed smile on Yamamoto Ritsuto's face vanished, replaced in an instant by a chilling coldness.

……

Meanwhile, Cheng Kaiyan and her two companions arrived at the most bustling area of ​​Tokyo by train, known as the most expensive place in Asia—

Ginza (End of Chapter)