Beijing Colors Lingering

Not long after the Spring Festival was the engagement date of He Sinian and Qiao Yunshu.

The five-star hotels under the He Group suspended operations for several days in order to perfectly host this engagement banquet.

In the afternoon, celebrities and dignitaries from all walks of life entered the magnificent and luxurious banquet hall one after another.

Amidst the clinking of glasses and the constant chatter of the guests, the occasional clinking of glasses could be heard.

Qiao Yunshu walked arm in arm with He Sinian into the banquet hall. Today, she was wearing a luxurious and elegant gold fishtail evening gown, which showed off her curvaceous figure.

Qiao Yunshu has delicate and gentle features, a fresh and refined temperament, and fair and delicate skin.

Under the bright lights, she shone with a clear, luminous glow.

He Sinian wore a well-tailored black haute couture suit, paired with a gold tie with subtle patterns, and diamond cufflinks that reflected a silvery light.

The man possessed a refined and elegant appearance, with deep-set, well-defined features. He had a slender and upright physique, broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs, exuding an extraordinary aura and a restrained brilliance.

Whether in terms of appearance, physique, or family background, they are a perfectly matched couple.

Next, under the guidance of the emcee, the two exchanged engagement rings amidst enthusiastic applause.

He Sinian lowered his head and kissed Qiao Yunshu's red lips, then straightened up.

He looked down at her, his gaze intense, his expression joyful, and a clear smile playing on his lips.

After a long pause, He Si's youthful, lazy voice rang out unhurriedly: "Please take care of me in the future, my fiancée."

"Okay." Qiao Yunshu nodded with a smile.

At this moment, Song Yubai stood in the crowd, quietly watching Qiao Yunshu, whose face was filled with a happy smile.

Song Yubai could tell that this was a genuine emotion from her heart.

Song Yubai couldn't help but recall the scene from a few years ago. At his engagement party with Qiao Yunran, he noticed Qiao Yunshu and saw her standing in the corner. He could clearly see the loneliness and sadness in her eyes.

It felt as if a bullet had been fired years ago, striking his heart.

"What? You still can't let go of Yun Shu?" Qiao Yunran walked to Song Yubai's side and asked calmly.

Song Yubai withdrew her gaze and replied calmly, "That's not important. In any case, I won't bother her."

"I've never seen you so affectionate before. Who are you pretending for now?" Qiao Yunran sneered.

Song Yubai didn't respond to her question. Instead, he glanced at Qi Minglang, who was standing not far away, and casually asked, "Will Qi Minglang be your latest marriage partner?"

Qiao Yunran crossed her arms, glanced at him sideways, and said disdainfully, "Don't you know the latest gossip? A man with a female confidante is naturally not within my consideration."

Recent entertainment gossip headlines have all been about Qi Minglang's rumored affair with a certain female celebrity.

Song Yubai didn't seem to care. "He's just spending money to support a mistress. It won't affect you. Besides, you already have someone you like. Just don't bother each other."

Qiao Yunran rolled her eyes and replied irritably, "I don't have any special fetish for sharing a man with other women."

Upon hearing this, Song Yubai scoffed and said gloatingly, "In that case, there aren't many marriage partners in our circle who meet your requirements."

Qiao Yunran glanced at him with disdain and retorted coldly, "That's none of your business."

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After a long while, the engagement ceremony was successfully completed, and the banquet officially began.

Qiao Yunshu and He Sinian's good friends were all arranged to sit in the same large private room.

He Zhenzhen looked at Qiao Yunshu and couldn't help but sigh, "I told you before that I would introduce my uncle to you, but you were unwilling at the time. In the end, you two still got together."

Shen Jinsui smiled and joked, "They're destined to be together."

"I didn't know He Sinian back then." Qiao Yunshu looked slightly embarrassed.

After she finished speaking, she patted He Zhenzhen on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, you should call me 'little aunt' now."

"No!" He Zhenzhen shook her head decisively, her face full of refusal. "Yun Shu, that would make you sound old. I'd better not call you 'little aunt' anymore; it's just too strange."

He Sinian happened to walk up to Qiao Yunshu at that moment and heard He Zhenzhen say those words. He lazily scolded her, "What nonsense are you talking about, you little brat?"

"Uncle, my sister and I are having a private conversation. Why are you interrupting?" He Zhenzhen snorted and glared at him.

He Sinian put his arm around Qiao Yunshu's shoulder and said in a serious tone, "You really should call Yunshu 'little aunt' now."

He Zhenzhen pouted, "I won't shout, so leave me alone."

The engagement dinner then concluded successfully amidst laughter and joy.

After seeing off the guests, He Sinian took Qiao Yunshu to a private suite in the hotel, which was decorated with great care, exuding luxury and a festive atmosphere.

Qiao Yunshu looked up at He Sinian and asked in confusion, "Are we resting here tonight?"

He Sinian's eyes were dark and unfathomable. Then he slowly bent down and hugged Qiao Yunshu in his arms, resting his chin on the crook of her neck.

He tilted his head slightly, his lips brushing against her ear, his voice languid and casual: "Hmm, is that alright? I'll give you my innocence tonight."

Qiao Yunshu's cheeks flushed slightly, and her heart suddenly raced. She asked shyly in a low voice, "Aren't we... moving too fast?"

He Sinian kissed her earlobe and spoke in a gentle, deep voice: "Yun Shu, if you don't want to, then push me away now. I'll rest in the other room tonight."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qiao Yunshu pursed her lips, her heart filled with a struggle.

After a long while, she ultimately did not make any move, but simply let He Sinian continue to hold her.

Qiao Yunshu had to admit that she was actually a little curious about this matter and wanted to know what it felt like.

Upon receiving Qiao Yunshu's silent reply, He Sinian's eyes involuntarily turned upwards, a joyful smile spreading across his face.

He suddenly thought of something and whispered, "Yun Shu, you can actually call me Uncle like Zhen Zhen does."

A blush rose to Qiao Yunshu's cheeks. She gently shook her head and whispered her refusal, "No..."

He Sinian stopped teasing her, kissed her cheek, released her from his arms, and walked behind her.

The next instant, a large hand landed on Qiao Yunshu's shoulder blades, and then, long, slender fingers with distinct bones slowly unzipped her skirt.

Her snow-white, delicate back was slowly revealed before He Sinian's eyes, irresistibly tempting him to fall into its allure.

The man's Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyes gradually darkened.

He Sinian then slowly leaned down, his cool lips landing on her lower back.

Qiao Yunshu's body trembled slightly, a tingling sensation like an electric current coursing through her entire body.

She closed her eyes tremblingly, biting her lower lip lightly, her ear tips turning bright red.

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The room lights gradually dimmed, and the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

The woman in He Sinian's arms was soft and delicate, and he couldn't help but lower his head to kiss her red lips.

During their intimate moments, Qiao Yunshu was forced by He Sinian to call him "little uncle" several times.

After a long while, as night deepened, a gentle breeze swept by, stirring the still waters of the pond.

The next morning, a ray of rising sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains, casting dappled light into the room.

On a large, warm bed, two people are sleeping in each other's arms.

(over.)