1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Beijing at six o'clock.

The sky had completely darkened due to the gradually gathering light gray clouds.

Only where the clouds were thin could the orange-red hues of the sunset overflow.

The wind howled outside the window, and the branches and leaves of the trees in the dim night could be seen swaying in the gale.

A torrential rain is brewing.

Inside the softly lit, warm golden hall.

People clinked glasses and chatted, while the gentle strains of piano music flowed around them, creating a natural, peaceful, elegant, and pleasant atmosphere.

In the corner near the door.

Cheng Kaiyan and her three companions sat together, enjoying snacks and desserts while chatting casually, waiting for the party to begin.

"This fruit cake tastes really good, Mom, Auntie, you should try it..."

Cheng Kaiyan got up and took two small cakes for her mother and aunt.

As the host, he was supposed to go backstage in advance to prepare.

However, he had already made up his mind and planned to spend time with his family first and go later, in order to avoid any trouble for the three women.

"Go ahead and do your thing, we'll just sit here, there's nothing to do."

Xu Yuxiu took it with a smile and advised, "You are the host after all. It's about to start. If you don't start preparing, the boss will be angry."

"Let him be, he knows what he's doing."

Jiang Ting shook her head; she was probably the one who understood Cheng Kaiyan the most.

With his meticulous mind and gentle, calm nature, the reason he was sitting here was simply to spend more time with them and prevent any problems from arising.

Firstly, there are many high-ranking officials and nobles here, and secondly, there are concerns that they might not adapt well.

Thinking of this, the beautiful woman's cold gaze softened with a hint of tenderness as she looked at Cheng Kaiyan.

A smear of pink and white cream on the side of a long, strong, and well-defined hand comes into view.

Jiang Ting said in a calm tone, "Give me your hand."

"what happened?"

Cheng Kaiyan subconsciously reached out to Jiang Ting.

Jiang Ting lowered her eyes and took out a soft, clean handkerchief from her pocket.

A fair and delicate hand took Cheng Kaiyan's hand, gently turned it over, and her tender fingers twirled a handkerchief, carefully and patiently wiping the cake cream.

"Thank you."

Cheng Kaiyan was taken aback for a moment, then thanked her gently.

Jiang Ting shook her head without saying a word, and turned to look at her side.

Then, Ning Wanjia arrived with Tang Minghua, Ning Qiuyue, and their entourage.

She looked up at the crowd in front of her with a cold and indifferent expression, without the slightest change in her demeanor.

"Ah Ting, it's been a while. You look great lately."

Tang Minghua quietly observed the beautiful woman in front of her.

Her skin remained as white and smooth as ice, just as it always had been.

But that stunningly beautiful, aloof and captivating face had quietly gained a lot of color.

It brings a sense of transformation from a state of icy coldness to one of gradual melting of ice and snow.

"It's probably because I've been on vacation and resting well recently, plus the kids come to visit me often."

Jiang Ting gave a casual explanation, then turned to look at the group of people beside her, her gaze sweeping over their faces as she nodded in acknowledgment.

"A-Ting".

Ning Qiuyue and her second sister-in-law greeted each other. They were used to Jiang Ting's coldness; that was just her personality.

After some pleasantries.

Tang Minghua turned her gaze to Cheng Kaiyan's family, and finally fixed it on Liu Xiaoli.

This was her first meeting with Liu Xiaoli. She had expected that Liu Xiaoli would be extremely beautiful, after all, she was A Ting's niece and could win Cheng Kaiyan's heart.

But at this moment, that one glance left her utterly amazed.

'What a beautiful girl, seemingly without a single flaw. No wonder she captured Cheng Kaiyan's heart and made Jiajia lose out.'

Tang Minghua was secretly amazed, and smiled at Liu Xiaoli, saying, "You must be Xiaoli. I'm Tang Minghua, your aunt's sister-in-law. Just call me Aunt Tang."

"Aunt Tang."

Liu Xiaoli clasped her hands together, placed them on her lower abdomen, and slowly sat up, saying softly.

Her natural and graceful body language, along with her soft and elegant voice, immediately reveal her to be a well-mannered lady.

Tang Minghua nodded, looked at Xu Yuxiu, but also glanced at her a couple more times in a daze, then greeted her with a smile:
"You must be Cheng Kaiyan's mother. Your temperament is as clear and elegant as water, and as gentle as jade. You are truly a lady from a distinguished family."

No wonder you were able to raise such an outstanding son as Cheng Kaiyan. I am Tang Minghua, Jiajia's mother.

"Hello, hello, everyone, please have a seat."

Faced with Tang Minghua's praise, Xu Yuxiu simply smiled and gracefully extended her hand to invite them to sit down.

"Mom, let's go somewhere else."

Several women sat down, but Ning Yuan and the other young people felt uncomfortable sitting with Cheng Kaiyan, who was so outstanding. After saying a few words, they slipped away to the middle of the crowd in the hall.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, everyone had a basic understanding of each other.

The second daughter-in-law of the Ning family was originally named Li You.

"What a grand occasion today! Many prominent figures from all walks of life have come. It seems that the UNICEF's goal of 500,000 will be achieved today."

Ning Qiuyue was not one to stay put. As soon as she sat down, she began to look around recklessly, trying to identify familiar yet unfamiliar faces in the crowd.

"I think it's highly unlikely. Unless a wealthy family is willing to donate a huge sum, like the princess of the shipping magnate's family or Rong Yiren of the Rong family, it won't be so easy to raise the money."

The second daughter-in-law, Li You, expressed her doubts and continued, "There are about five or six hundred people in the hall. If 500,000 yuan is averaged out, that's 1,000 yuan per person. Even a professor would have to save up that amount for a year without eating or drinking."

"Let alone a thousand yuan, how many people can come up with a hundred yuan right now?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuxiu sighed softly.

“Aunt Xiu, don’t worry about that. People who come here are either rich and powerful, or famous like Cheng Kaiyan. For them, a few hundred yuan is something they can afford.”

Ning Wanjia took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Xu Yuxiu.

Although the two haven't met often, their relationship grew much closer during dinner last night.

"That's true..."

Xu Yuxiu nodded.

"Hey! Cheng Kaiyan, how much money are you planning to donate?"

Ning Qiuyue changed the subject, curiously staring at the young couple feeding each other.

These two must have been really hungry; they were so focused on eating!
Why are you asking such detailed questions? And how much are you planning to donate?

Cheng Kaiyan replied indifferently that his impression of Ning Qiuyue, this bad woman, was neither good nor bad; in any case, he would keep his distance.

"Your Aunt Yue's salary is low, her family is poor, she can only scrape together three hundred yuan by scrimping and saving. And you? You're an internationally renowned writer, your works sell like hotcakes abroad..."

Ning Qiuyue answered with a smile, ending her comment with a final, subtle remark.

The implication was clear: Cheng Kaiyan must have earned a lot of US dollars with such high sales last month.

They must be incredibly wealthy by now!

They can't possibly donate less than me, their elder, can they?

As soon as Ning Qiuyue finished speaking, she caught sight of Jiang Ting, who was sitting to the side sipping tea, her cold and piercing eyes fixed on her.

This made her instinctively shrink her neck.

"Yes, how much did you donate?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Minghua, Li You, and Ning Wanjia also became interested and turned to look at Cheng Kaiyan, eagerly awaiting his answer and the amount of his donation.

As for Liu Xiaoli, Xu Yuxiu, and Jiang Ting, although they knew that Cheng Kaiyan would donate, they did not know how much he planned to donate.

"Excuse me, I'm the host of the gala. I can't possibly put in the effort and the money, can I?"

Cheng Kaiyan simply shook her head and gave a perfunctory reply.

"Tsk! You're such a sly one. You knew you had to donate to participate, so you found a job as a host. You're something else, Cheng Kaiyan!"

Ning Qiuyue wore a regretful expression, as if she had been taken advantage of by capitalists and landlords.

Of course, what hurt her even more was that the old lady in the family said that the Ning family would donate a total of one thousand yuan, but she, the daughter who was married but still stayed at home, had to donate three hundred yuan.

But now Cheng Kaiyan doesn't need to donate a single penny!

Everyone was somewhat disappointed upon hearing this.

I was hoping to see what it was like to be an internationally renowned writer like Cheng Kaiyan, but it turns out he didn't want to donate.

They must be joking with them, right?
Tang Minghua was well aware of this, and said irritably, "Come on, you're the host, how can you not donate?"

"That's right, with your sales figures in the US, Mr. Cheng, what you're donating today is definitely not a small amount!"

Ning Qiuyue said with absolute certainty and conviction.

"that is!"

"They clearly don't want to give specific numbers!"

Upon hearing this, everyone quickly realized what he meant and began to speculate about how much he would donate.

With one thousand? Ten thousand? Or one hundred thousand? Maybe even US dollars?
For a moment, everyone's imagination ran wild, their bright eyes fixed on Cheng Kaiyan.

"Hey, it's about to start, why are you still sitting here eating? You look like a starving ghost reincarnated."

Seeing the elders in the family staring at Cheng Kaiyan like wolves, Ning Wanjia felt a little dissatisfied. She raised her foot, which was only wearing sandals, and quietly kicked Cheng Kaiyan's leg, changing the subject and asking a question.

"Of course it's because we haven't eaten. The emperor doesn't need hungry soldiers. Besides, it's a waste not to eat. I'm planning to pack some more to take back later."

Cheng Kaiyan understood, so she took another sip of her drink and said calmly.

"Giggle!"

This sight immediately amused everyone, who covered their mouths and giggled.

He then stopped focusing on Cheng Kaiyan.

"It seems that men need to be a little thick-skinned. Jiajia, you should learn from this and not be so thin-skinned."

Ning Qiuyue nudged Ning Wanjia and said with a smile, seemingly implying something.

"Pah! Who would copy him!"

Ning Wanjia scoffed at this and was about to glare at Cheng Kaiyan with a sharp look when she was met with a pair of dark almond-shaped eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Fortunately, the other party didn't say anything, which relieved her, and she continued to chat and laugh.

The laughter and chatter of the seven or eight women gathered together was hardly noticeable in the banquet hall with hundreds of people.

Because everyone was either talking loudly in their own circles, dancing ballroom dances, or paying attention to the key figures of the party.

The key figures were naturally Kang Youwei, Bing Xin, the head of CITIC Group, and several patriotic overseas Chinese and patriotic capitalists.

The most eye-catching and attention-grabbing among them was a young woman in her thirties with an ordinary appearance and a reserved and composed demeanor.

This is Bao Peirong, the second daughter of the shipping magnate.

In recent years, the shipping magnate has been treated as a guest of honor by designers, and this year he generously donated ten million US dollars to the country, enjoying unparalleled fame.

Moreover, Hong Kong tycoons have always been enthusiastic about philanthropy, and for all these reasons, the second princess of the shipping magnate naturally attracted a lot of attention at today's charity gala.

Everyone was naturally curious and looking forward to seeing how much she would donate today.

……

What attracts the attention of young people in the hall is, of course, the circle of direct descendants of the various elder statesmen of the capital.

Many young people raised their wine glasses and eagerly approached to chat, hoping to be appreciated and favored by the sons and grandsons of these elders.

Among these people, some were paying attention to Cheng Kaiyan's situation, or more precisely, to Ning Wanjia.

"Brother, are you still looking at Jiajia? Didn't you get hurt when you were falling over her last time you met her?"

Ye Ming, who has an ordinary appearance and a slender figure, casually joked about her cousin Ye Shengwei.

"You don't understand. If it were just an ordinary person, Jiajia wouldn't even bother with him. How could she possibly hit him? In Jiajia's heart, I must be a very unique existence."

Ye Shengwei's handsome face was filled with infatuation.

Ye Ming was speechless. What did she mean by "very unique"? Was it possible that the person really disliked her?

So, she said, both amused and annoyed, "Stop daydreaming. Jiajia loves the talented Cheng Kaiyan. Even though he's already engaged, she's still devoted to him. As for you, she doesn't even look at you."

For a man as notorious and womanizing as her cousin to put on such a devoted, prodigal son-turned-back act.

Does he really think anyone would believe him?
Dogs don't believe it!

"Shut up! So what if he's Cheng Kaiyan?! What kind of bullshit genius, what great writer? He's nothing!"

As expected, her cousin glared angrily, but his status at home was far inferior to that of Ye Ming, who was the granddaughter and was doted on by her grandfather, so he couldn't do anything about her.

'Besides your family background, what else do you have? Do you even deserve to be compared to others?'

Ye Ming didn't say these words aloud, otherwise her cousin would have been furious.

"Cheng Kaiyan? What... Old Ye, do you have a grudge against him too?"

At this moment, Zhu Guohua, who was standing to the side sipping tea with a wine cup, heard the sudden commotion and came over.

"Brother Zhu? You don't like him either?"

Ye Shengwei's eyes lit up when he saw who it was.

This is Mr. Kang's most beloved grandson. In a sense, tonight's banquet is his main event.

"Hehe, I was supposed to host this banquet tonight. But I don't know what tricks Cheng Kaiyan played to steal my seat! Although I don't care, it's not up to any Tom, Dick, or Harry to mess with."

Zhu Guohua's seemingly gentle features now appeared somewhat cold and stern.

"What? This Cheng Kaiyan is actually so bold?"

Ye Shengwei was taken aback. He had actually managed to snatch something from Zhu Guohua. It seemed that this person was quite tough and not someone to be trifled with.

"Why are you afraid?"

Zhu Guohua frowned and said in a cold, provocative voice.

"How can this be!"

"Then come with me to meet him! And while we're at it, let's see Ning Wanjia, who has your old man Ye completely infatuated with her."

Zhu Guohua waved his hand and led the way.

Ye Shengwei hesitated for a moment, but thinking of Ning Wanjia, he quickly followed.

"Are these two bastards trying to cause trouble in this kind of place? Two idiots!"

Ye Ming frowned deeply.

not far away.

Ning Yuan, Ning Yuzhuo, and the others also noticed the movement of the three people, and immediately frowned, silently moving closer to them.

……

the other side.

After sitting and chatting with Cheng Kaiyan's family for a while, the three women from the Ning family got up and went to other places.

They originally planned to take their aunt with them, saying that she would go along to meet the family's old friends, relatives, and former subordinates and students of the elders in the family.

Because at the military region meeting in June, Ning Ruzheng, the third son of the Ning family, was promoted one rank.

It is said that he is now the third-in-command of the Southern Xinjiang Military Region in charge of the Air Force, and the deputy division commander of the aviation division.

Because he came from the grassroots level of the Air Force and had made outstanding military achievements in recent years, coupled with his family's connections to the Air Force as protégés and former subordinates.

Ning Ruzheng now firmly commands two air regiments, with fifty or sixty fighter planes.

He is currently riding high on his career and is undoubtedly a top pillar figure in the future air force.

Therefore, my aunt, who is not publicly known to have divorced Ning Ruzheng, naturally attracted a lot of attention, and many families with long-standing friendships wanted to take this opportunity to meet her.

However, her aunt coldly refused.

Perhaps they didn't want to be associated with the Ning family again in such a public political arena, and even less so with Ning Ruzheng.
Otherwise, even if they get divorced, they won't be able to draw clear lines.

This caused the relationship between Li You, Ning Qiuyue, and their aunt, which had improved over time, to gradually become blurred again.

"Are you okay?"

Cheng Kaiyan looked at the cold, expressionless, icy beauty beside her with worried eyes and asked with concern.

"fine."

Jiang Ting gently shook her head.

"That's good, I'm here for you."

Cheng Kaiyan leaned close to the icy beauty's ear, which was as white as ice, and whispered something.

"Yes, Auntie knows."

Jiang Ting smiled faintly. Yes, he's here.

It seemed that Cheng Kaiyan's warm, moist breath made her ears itch slightly, and she subconsciously tilted her head to the side.

But the next moment, warm lips pressed directly against her ear, as if carrying an extremely hot temperature, melting her in an instant and making her intoxicated.

My whole body tensed up and became sensitive, as if waves of tingling sensations were spreading from my ears throughout my body.

If she weren't so cold-hearted, all that would be visible now, besides the tenderness and horror in her eyes, and the jade-like ears and neck that were rapidly turning red under her hair.

There was nothing unusual that would alert anyone, especially her niece, Sister Yuxiu, and her niece Ning Wanjia.

Fortunately, Cheng Kaiyan quickly recovered from her daze, hurriedly created some distance, and picked up a drink to cover up her embarrassment.

"Cheng Kaiyan! You've gone too far!!"

Jiang Ting frowned slightly, her dark phoenix eyes coldly staring at the young man beside her. Her tone was devoid of any emotion, and she reprimanded him in a low, icy voice.

As if she was also worried about being overheard, she whispered in Cheng Kaiyan's ear.

"I'm so sorry, I won't do it again..."

Cheng Kaiyan tried his best to remain calm, but the cool, rich, and sweet fragrance wafting over his nose made his voice tremble slightly.

"This will never happen again!"

Jiang Ting rebuked him coldly, but a strange emotion flashed in her eyes.

Cheng Kaiyan, who had been watching her intently and was already completely open with her, easily caught a hint of lingering affection in the icy beauty.

It made his heart flutter slightly, and he was about to say something.

A voice, indifferent and arrogant, suddenly came from behind him, disrupting the surrounding atmosphere and his mood.

"You're Cheng Kaiyan? Aside from looking like a pretty boy, you don't seem particularly special." (End of Chapter)