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When our relationship went public, it was a huge deal. The proposal was just as dramatic. Tang Yu’s two grand gestures scared off all my other potential suitors.
But that’s okay—I only want you. You have to keep liking me this much, forever and ever.
—From “Little Tangxin’s Diary”
Early in March, Tang Yu went on a business trip for a few days. Tang Xin drove herself to work every day. At noon, Han Xiaoxiao couldn’t resist her cravings and bought a double-scoop Häagen-Dazs ice cream. Seeing it, Tang Xin also felt like having some, so Han Xiaoxiao generously shared one scoop with her.
As they dug into their ice cream, they chatted. Han Xiaoxiao asked: “Did you and Mr. Tang really start filming that documentary?”
Tang Xin nodded: “Yes, we’re filming.”
Han Xiaoxiao grew excited: “Can I make an appearance then? After all, I’m your closest friend at the company. Are you filming scenes about the workplace and friends too?”
They were planning to include some of that.
She nodded: “If you’re willing, then there’s no problem.”
Han Xiaoxiao’s eyes lit up: “No problem at all! What about Gao Heng?”
Tang Xin took a bite of her ice cream, holding the spoon to her lips as she looked at her: “Didn’t you say you were giving up on him?”
Han Xiaoxiao pouted: “I thought about it, but when I look around, he still seems like the most upright and adorable option. Men like him usually don’t cheat. Besides, he’s Mr. Tang’s personally selected assistant—his character and education are impeccable.”
Tang Xin: “….”
She couldn’t refute that. Gao Heng’s education and integrity were indeed excellent. If he was this loyal to Tang Yu, wouldn’t he be just as devoted to his wife?
On the evening of March 7th, Tang Yu returned from his business trip. As soon as he landed, he received a WeChat message from Tang Xin.
Little Rich Girl: “I’ve invited a few friends over for hot pot. Come home early after you land, okay?”
Little Rich Girl: “Bring Gao Heng along too.”
Little Rich Girl: “Remember!”
The message ended with a row of cute anime-style heart emojis.
What was Gao Heng supposed to do?
Tang Yu glanced at his assistant with a neutral expression and said flatly: “You’ll come with me later.”
Gao Heng assumed it was work-related and nodded: “Alright.”
Tang Yu replied to Tang Xin.
Tang Yu: “Mm, I’ll be there in an hour and a half.”
An hour and a half meant they’d arrive by seven o’clock. Perfect timing.
Tang Xin had already instructed Aunt Zhang to prepare the hot pot base and various ingredients, so everything would be ready once they got off work. Right after work, several screenwriters followed Tang Xin home. Huang Siyi initially felt a bit awkward, but this might be her only chance to visit Mr. Tang’s house—it’d be a shame to miss out!
They arrived home at six-thirty. Tang Xin ushered everyone inside. Han Xiaoxiao quietly remarked: “Mr. Tang’s house has such a low-key, luxurious, and sophisticated decor.”
Tang Xin said seriously: “It’s my house too.”
Han Xiaoxiao quickly corrected herself: “Right, right, Miss Tang.”
Wasn’t it?
In two days, they’d go register their marriage.
Tang Xin had already informed them about the cameras in the house beforehand. Everyone was fine with it and even excited to appear on camera. A little while later, You Huan and Tang Dingding arrived. You Huan was incredibly busy these days. After the movie’s release, her niche brand gained more recognition. Thanks to Tang Xin and Tang Dingding, she’d entered the entertainment industry, meeting many wealthy young ladies and actresses. Her business was thriving.
When everyone saw Tang Dingding, they eagerly asked: “Can we get an autograph and take a photo with you?”
Before, they were colleagues who often crossed paths. Now she was a big star, and as her popularity grew, it would become harder to meet her in person.
Tang Dingding smiled: “Of course.”
While they were taking photos, Tang Yu opened the door. As soon as everyone saw him, the atmosphere quieted down, and they became more reserved. This was the first time Gao Heng had ever attended a gathering at Mr. Tang’s house…
Tang Dingding greeted: “Brother.”
Tang Yu hummed in acknowledgment, glanced at the restrained crowd, and gave a faint smile: “Today, you’re all guests. Relax and enjoy yourselves.”
Han Xiaoxiao quickly said: “Thank you, Mr. Tang.”
Tang Xin was in the kitchen making fresh juice. When she heard someone call out to Mr. Tang, she came out still holding a fruit knife and an orange. Tang Yu turned to look at her, took off his coat and hung it casually, rolled up his sleeves, and walked over. He glanced down at her and scolded lightly: “How many times have I told you not to walk around with a knife like that? It’s dangerous.”
Tang Xin stuck out her tongue and made a playful face, saying “Oh” in response.
He went to wash his hands, then took the knife and orange from her hands, skillfully peeled the fruit, and handed it back to her.
The two stood in the open kitchen, which was spacious and brightly lit. Every move they made was visible to everyone. Tang Xin tossed the orange slices into the juicer and turned to ask him: “Are you tired?”
“No.”
“If you don’t feel like eating hot pot, I can make something else. How about pan-seared steak? I’ve mastered what you taught me last time—I even tried it the other day when you weren’t home.”
“No need to go through all that trouble. Hot pot is fine.” He paused briefly. “We’ll save the steak for next time.”
“Haha, okay.”
The group quietly observed the scene for a moment. Someone sighed: “Never in my life did I think I’d drink juice freshly squeezed by Mr. Tang.”
Han Xiaoxiao added: “And never did I imagine I’d eat hot pot at Mr. Tang’s house.”
Huang Siyi chimed in: “What’s so surprising? Surely Gao Heng has been here before, right?”
Everyone turned to look at Gao Heng.
Gao Heng adjusted his glasses: “No, this is my first time. Thanks to the future Mrs. Boss.”
That comment was downright sycophantic.
Tang Dingding burst into laughter and turned to You Huan: “Sister Huan, why didn’t you bring any wine today?”
Previously, when they’d eaten at Tang Xin’s place, You Huan always brought wine. Not this time. She lazily leaned against the couch, tilted her chin toward the wine cabinet across the room, and said: “With all those fine wines over there, why would I bother bringing any?”
Tang Dingding laughed: “Ah, I almost forgot. My brother added a wine cabinet to this newly renovated house, and all the gifted bottles are displayed there.”
Her brother rarely drank unless it was for business. He smoked occasionally to stay alert but otherwise led a disciplined lifestyle. In the past, all the gifted wines were stored in the Tang family warehouse. Since no one at home drank regularly, the bottles were only opened for guests. She looked at You Huan: “I’ll send you some wine in a few days. There’s plenty at home.”
You Huan didn’t hesitate: “Sure.” Then she leaned closer and asked teasingly, “So… I heard about you and Director Lu, hmm?”
Tang Dingding blushed, worried others might overhear, and whispered softly: “No… He’s just been really nice to me.”
You Huan commented: “The only downside is that he’s a bit old for you.”
Tang Dingding: “….”
She protested: “He’s only 32! That’s not old—he looks young and handsome too.”
You Huan laughed and ruffled her hair: “True, he’s handsome and not that old. Older men know how to treat women better.”
Tang Dingding: “….”
So… was he old or not?!
Aunt Zhang had also prepared some sour plum juice, pouring a glass for each person before inviting everyone to start eating. The hot pot was a yin-yang pot (with two separate broths), newly purchased just for the occasion. With ten people gathered around, it felt cozy and lively—perfect for a winter gathering.
Tang Xin made several glasses of fresh juice and enthusiastically promoted them: “Who wants some?”
Han Xiaoxiao raised her hand: “Gao Heng and I will have some.”
Gao Heng: “….”
He hadn’t said he wanted juice; he’d been hoping for wine.
Tang Xin poured two glasses for them, keeping one for herself. Tang Yu tested the temperature of the juice and, finding it slightly cold, murmured softly: “Don’t drink too much cold stuff.”
She obediently nodded, recalling how sharing an ice cream scoop with Han Xiaoxiao a few days ago had left her in pain during her period. “Okay, I’ll only drink half—is that alright?”
Tang Yu gave a faint hum of approval.
Everyone instinctively glanced at them. Tang Yu lounged casually against the back of his chair, one hand resting on Tang Xin’s seat. His demeanor was relaxed, vastly different from his usual image at work. Han Xiaoxiao raised her glass of juice, beaming brightly: “Let me take this opportunity to wish Mr. Tang and Tang Xin a happy marriage in advance!”
The others followed suit, standing up: “Congratulations to Mr. Tang and Tang Xin on your upcoming wedding!”
Huang Siyi smiled: “That proposal… was the most romantic one I’ve ever seen.”
Tang Xin suddenly felt a bit embarrassed, her cheeks flushing slightly. Tang Yu took his hand off the chair back, picked up his glass of juice, and clinked it lightly with everyone else’s, offering a brief: “Thank you.”
With that, the atmosphere at the table finally loosened up.
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At ten o’clock in the evening, after seeing all the guests off, Tang Xin turned around and hugged Tang Yu, tilting her head up to look at him: “There were so many people earlier—I didn’t even get to hug you when you returned from your trip.”
Tang Yu lifted her onto the sofa, gently touching her stomach: “Still hurting?”
She shook her head: “No.”
Tang Xin sat on his lap, leaning down to kiss him, but Tang Yu turned his face slightly, leaning back lazily and giving her a cool, sidelong glance: “What did Huang Siyi mean by what she said earlier?”
Tang Xin wanted to strangle Huang Siyi. A few days ago, an IT guy had suddenly sent her a bouquet of flowers, claiming he was smitten with her at first sight. He clearly didn’t follow entertainment news, and since she rarely appeared in public, he didn’t recognize her or know she was engaged.
It was Han Xiaoxiao who kindly reminded him: “She’s getting married!”
The IT guy looked stunned: “But she’s not wearing a ring…”
Her enormous diamond ring was often left at home during workdays because it felt too flashy while typing scripts.
In the end, the man gave her a regretful look and said, almost pouting: “Alright, sorry about that.”
Huang Siyi had recounted the incident as a joke during dinner.
Tang Xin wrapped her arms around his neck and huffed: “Ever since you announced our relationship, my romantic prospects have completely dried up. There’s nothing left to explain…”
“That’s the way it should be.”
Two cats came running over, trying to climb onto Tang Yu’s lap and squeeze Tang Xin out of the way. Tang Xin gave them a playful pat and turned to him, asking: “When we take our wedding photos, can we bring them along? I’ve seen other couples include their pets in their shoots—they even dress them up so cutely.”
Tang Yu lightly stroked her cheek with his finger, nonchalantly replying: “Whatever you want is fine.”
Delighted, Tang Xin pulled out her phone. “I’ll send Sister Huan a message.”
“What are you sending?”
“Look.”
Little Rich Girl: “Sister Huan, could you design two outfits for Huajuan and Mianhua [the cats]? I need them for my wedding photoshoot [adorable emoji].”
Tang Yu: “….”
Half an hour later, You Huan, who was driving, replied: “Are you kidding? Am I supposed to design clothes for cats now?”
She then sent over a link.
An online Taobao store.
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On the morning of March 9th, Tang Xin woke up at 8:30. Tang Yu wasn’t beside her, but she heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. A moment later, the door opened, and a man emerged wearing only a towel around his waist. His abs were sharply defined, his V-line partially hidden beneath the towel. His hair was still wet, making him look incredibly sexy.
Seeing such a breathtaking sight first thing in the morning, Tang Xin’s eyes sparkled. Clutching the blanket, she stared at him intently. “Did you go for a workout this morning?”
Tang Yu had a habit of exercising regularly. If he woke up early, he usually went for a run. He hit the gym three times a week, even managing to keep up his routine at hotel gyms while traveling. At yesterday’s family gathering, the men of the Tang household—all tall, handsome, and well-built—had certainly made an impression.
Of course, the best-looking among them was undoubtedly Tang Yu.
Standing on the bed, she reached out toward him.
Tang Yu chuckled and walked over, pulling her into his arms.
Tang Xin clung to him like a koala, reaching up to touch his damp hair. His hairstyle had been carefully trimmed the day before, clean and neat, accentuating his sharp, chiseled features. She smiled contentedly: “Just thinking about waking up every morning to see this face makes me so happy.”
Tang Yu lightly pinched her hip, teasing with a faint smile: “We’re not legally married yet.”
He escorted her to the bathroom door, set her down, and urged her: “Go wash up.”
Tang Xin happily skipped off to freshen up.
By the time she came out, Tang Yu was already dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, his tall, slender figure exuding elegance. He stood slightly bowed, selecting cufflinks. She walked over, opened another wardrobe, and took out a small box containing the new cufflinks she had just bought.
Tang Yu lowered his gaze at her, allowing her to take his hand and fasten the cufflinks with care. She grinned proudly: “All done! Wait for me… thirty minutes!”
She chose an outfit that required a white shirt underneath and then turned to him: “Don’t look at me—I’m changing.”
Tang Yu leaned casually against the wardrobe door, his eyes sweeping over her body. He smirked lazily: “Is there any part of you I haven’t seen?”
That’s not the same thing!
Even if they were together, a little mystery was important. If she were ever comfortable enough to strip bare and change in front of him without hesitation, it would probably be years into their marriage. She pushed him out: “Go wait outside.”
Tang Yu laughed helplessly and stepped out of the room.
Forty minutes later, a beautifully dressed woman walked into the living room, smiling radiantly at him: “Let’s go.”
As they reached the doorway and finished putting on their shoes, she suddenly grew nervous.
“Tang Yu, did you bring the household registration book?”
“Yes.”
“And your ID card?”
“That too.”
“Is anything missing?”
Tang Yu found her anxiety amusing. He pulled her close and led her out the door. “Only the people were missing.”
Their photos had already been taken by the photographer the day before. Tang Xin looked down at the small stack of two-inch photos. Tang Yu’s shots were better, as always. Turning to him, she asked shyly: “Tang Yu, do I look pretty?”
This was a question she had asked when she confessed to him.
After they got together, though, she hadn’t asked again.
Tang Yu shifted the steering wheel, turning a corner before casually raising a hand to stroke her cheek: “Beautiful.”
The civil affairs office wasn’t crowded that day. They arrived just as it struck ten o’clock. After taking a number, they only had to wait for five more ahead of them. The indoor heating was still on, making the room warm, so they removed their coats and sat quietly in a corner, waiting.
Despite their low-key appearance, people still frequently glanced over, clearly recognizing Tang Yu.
Tang Xin had only made three public appearances: once at the movie’s production launch and another at its premiere. But since they recognized Tang Yu, it was obvious that the person beside him was Tang Xin. When their number was called, the couple stood up. As they passed by a couple, someone discreetly took a photo with their phone.
Click—
Awkward. They’d forgotten to turn off the silent mode.
Tang Yu turned his head and gave the girl on the bench a brief, indifferent glance. She awkwardly stammered: “I’ll delete it…”
He hummed in acknowledgment and led Tang Xin forward, holding her hand.
While filling out the forms, Tang Xin couldn’t resist tilting her head to look at him. Without looking up, Tang Yu urged: “Hurry up and write.”
Tang Xin obediently responded, “Okay,” and continued filling out the paperwork, her lips curving into a smile.
After finishing, Tang Yu turned to look at her. Tang Xin exclaimed: “I’m done!” Just as she turned her head, she met his deep, affectionate gaze. She froze momentarily, but before she could react, he took the completed forms from her hands and handed them both to the staff.
The young clerk couldn’t help but glance enviously at Tang Xin before quickly completing the procedures.
Two small red booklets were handed to them: “Congratulations to you both.”
Tang Xin beamed: “Thank you.”
Tang Yu leaned down and asked softly: “Should we take a photo?”
She nodded enthusiastically. Of course, they had to take the customary photo after receiving their marriage certificate!
As they stepped out of the civil affairs office, the sunlight was bright, and the sky was a cloudless blue.
Tang Xin turned to Tang Yu, her face radiant: “Congratulations on marrying such a beautiful wife.”
So, his earlier question had been intentional?
Tang Yu chuckled: “Mm, it’s my honor.”
Back in the car, Tang Xin said she wanted to take a photo for her social media. She initially only snapped a picture of the cover, but Tang Yu reached over, flipped the booklet open to reveal their marriage certificate photo, and suggested: “Take this part.”
“Hmm?” She blinked. “Is it okay? I thought you didn’t like public displays of affection or showing your face.”
Tang Yu reminded her: “You once said your boyfriend had no face. Now that we’re married, you can put a face to it.”
He still remembered that?
She burst into laughter, took the photo, and posted it on her social media.
Little Rich Girl: “We’re married! [Happy]”
Attached: A photo of their marriage certificates.
The internet erupted in cheers.
Tang Dingding: “Wow! Congratulations, Brother and Sister-in-law! Hurry up and have Baby Tang Tang!”
You Xiaohuan: “Reserving my spot as bridesmaid.”
Ming Xiaozhu: “Haha, congratulations!”
Han Xiaoxiao: “Waaaah, why am I crying so much? You’re already married, and I haven’t even managed to get a boyfriend yet!”
Lu Zhixing: “Congratulations.”
Huo Chendong: “Congratulations.”
Even Tang Yu, who rarely posted on social media, shared a single photo of their marriage certificate without any caption.
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After posting, Tang Xin turned to him: “Hmm… Shouldn’t we head to the company now?”
Tang Yu: “Let’s have lunch first before going.”
“It’s only ten-thirty. Where do you want to go?”
“Wherever you want.”
“Let’s go shopping. Tomorrow, we’re having dinner at home, so I’ll buy something for Mom.”
As soon as the car started moving, Tang Xin remembered her fans on Weibo. Back when the proposal made headlines, her book fans sent countless private messages and comments urging her to post more updates and show off their relationship.
Why not give them a little something?
She pulled out her phone and logged into her “SugarHeartV” account.
SugarHeartV: “I’m married now! [Dreamy]”
Little President Tang: “Legally married.”
Little Sugarheart: “Yessssss!”
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