Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

"Mr. He's skills at coaxing people have certainly improved over the years." She turned her head to avoid his hot breath, her eyes glancing at the financial magazine on the coffee table—the cover featured a solo photo of He Jing, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, wise and composed, looking every bit the successful man.

Such a successful and high-profile person would surely not be content to remain an unknown "shadow boyfriend," right? Since there's no way to stop his pursuit, why not simply think of a way to make him give up?

Just as Gu Xiaoxiao was racking her brains, a sudden inspiration struck her, and an idea came to her.

“President He, you should also know that I signed an agreement with the company a long time ago. According to the agreement, I am absolutely not allowed to date during the contract period. So…” Gu Xiaoxiao changed the subject, deliberately emphasizing the word “so,” and winked at He Jing playfully.

However, to Gu Xiaoxiao's utter surprise, before she could finish speaking, He Jing interrupted her without hesitation: "Then let's just get married!"

He Jing seemed to have made this decision in mind long ago. He looked at Gu Xiaoxiao calmly, his eyes revealing an undeniable determination.

This time, Gu Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded. She had never expected He Jing to be so direct, asking to marry her right off the bat!

"Isn't that a bit too direct?" Xiao Xiao exclaimed in shock.

He Jing's fingertips still clung to the edge of the bath towel, water droplets sliding down his well-defined abs into the shadows. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly with a low laugh: "When Miss Gu took the initiative to unbutton the third button of my shirt in the library back then, she didn't say I was direct." He took a half step closer, the scent of pine mixed with the lingering moisture enveloping Gu Xiaoxiao, trapping her between the liquor cabinet and his chest.

In the reflection of the glass door, twenty-eight-year-old He Jing overlapped with an eighteen-year-old boy. Gu Xiaoxiao leaned against the cold wine cabinet, her knuckles unconsciously digging into the marble slab. A sore throat rose in her throat, and her fingertips traced the sharp jawline of the man on the magazine cover. "You should find a wealthy heiress of equal social standing."

“I want you.” He Jing suddenly grabbed her wandering hand and pressed it to his chest, his heart pounding like a rapid drumbeat beneath his palm.

A sudden clap of thunder sounded outside the French windows, and raindrops meandered across the glass in the shape of teardrops.

He Jing suddenly knelt on one knee, pulled a velvet ring box from a hidden pocket in his bath towel, and set a platinum base with a blue diamond cut into a star shape. The ring shimmered under the light: "This isn't a marriage of convenience, it's not a business arrangement. The position of Mrs. He has been vacant for five years—I should have put it on your finger the day you tricked me into going abroad."

The glass case suddenly trembled slightly, and Gu Xiaoxiao, still dizzy, saw the velvet box in his hand. Beside the twelve-carat blue diamond lay the silver-plated ring she had bought at a street stall years ago, with the faded words "hX→forever" engraved on the inside.

As the rain subsided, she finally saw in the reflection of the wine cabinet that the twenty-eight-year-old He Jing overlapped with the eighteen-year-old boy, their eyes shimmering with the same stubborn starlight.

34; On page 17, item 4 of the new contract, Party B shall cooperate with Party A to complete necessary image maintenance during the contract period. On page 36, item 8 of the contract, if Party B fails to cooperate, it shall be deemed a breach of contract, and Party B shall pay ten times its net worth in damages. 34; He Jing knew she was hesitating. Since feelings may change, but money will not, 34; Miss Gu's total assets are currently 27.6 billion. Are you sure you want to breach the contract now? 34;

"I didn't sign a contract, so it doesn't count." Her fingertips trembled as she knew that He Jing, that scoundrel, was shrewd enough to use his cunning on her.

She really is a vicious female supporting character. After she leaves, the male lead only feels more hatred than love for her. He only uses her and desires her, not loves her at all...

"Your CEO Zhang signed it for you and even had it notarized by the legal department." He Jing, seeing Gu Xiaoxiao's hesitant expression, smiled gently and added, "The official He Group Weibo account will announce the marriage tomorrow morning at ten. Mrs. He, why don't you get some rest?"

Gu Xiaoxiao's nails dug deep into the marble countertop, but the cool touch couldn't suppress the blush spreading behind her ears.

The moonlight outside the French windows cast a silvery glow on He Jing's shoulder blades, and the pale scar that ran through her back muscle stung her pupils—it was the mark left when he shielded her from the runaway chandelier at her eighteenth birthday party.

"This wasn't in the contract when we signed it." She suddenly grabbed the edge of the towel, her fingertips brushing against the old scar on his waist. He Jing groaned and leaned forward, the scent of pine mixed with agave mingling around their intertwined noses: "Now it is."

Suddenly, the 1998 Romanée-Conti in the glass cabinet spilled, the deep red wine meandering down the cabinet door like a blood-red stream. Taking advantage of his momentary distraction, Gu Xiaoxiao broke free from her restraints, stepping back three barefoot into the mess on the floor: "Mr. Zhang signed a contract, not a slave contract."

Before she could finish speaking, the entire room suddenly went dark. In the ten-second interval between the backup power activating and the sudden darkness, Gu Xiaoxiao felt a warm palm clasp the back of her neck.

She kept dodging, like a frightened rabbit, but He Jing could no longer let her continue to be so free. Just as he finished showering and stepped out of the bathroom, his gaze inadvertently swept over Gu Xiaoxiao's room, and the mess on the floor made his heart clench.

There was a pile of sleeping pills scattered on the ground, as if carelessly discarded. He Jing's pupils suddenly contracted, and terrifying images uncontrollably flashed through his mind: Gu Xiaoxiao alone, silently swallowing these pills, and then jumping into the icy sea without a second thought...

These images struck He Jing's heart like a heavy hammer, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. He couldn't imagine life without Gu Xiaoxiao; the pain and despair made him feel suffocated.

No, he absolutely couldn't let that happen! He Jing took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. He told himself that he had to catch Gu Xiaoxiao and couldn't let her be in any danger again.

Even if he had to force her, he would keep her by his side and protect her.

When the moonlight returned, Gu Xiaoxiao found herself pinned against the hidden door of the wine cabinet.

He Jing's slender fingers were toying with the silver-plated ring, the faded engravings on the inside of the band gleaming softly under the blue diamond: "Back then you said hX→forever, H is He, X is Xiao." He suddenly pressed the ring into her palm, "Now I want this X to become the spouse column on our marriage certificate. Whether you like it or not, it's not up to you!"

Thunder rumbled outside the window again. Gu Xiaoxiao, her eyes brimming with tears, was gently picked up by He Jing and slammed the door shut as they entered the room.