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The photos at the airport were taken by reporters and passersby, but whether the ring on He Xingwang’s finger was an engagement ring had not been confirmed by him.
However, everyone unanimously assumed it was.
He had already announced that he had a fiancée, and the ring was worn on a specific finger. Based on current domestic norms, this could only be interpreted as an engagement ring.
Chi Suisui had also openly displayed her ring.
While there were differences between the male and female versions of engagement rings, they were still part of a matching pair. Even if the design wasn’t glaringly obvious, one could still tell they belonged together. If they didn’t look like a pair, who would bother buying matching rings?
“It’s probably not that,” a colleague whispered. “I don’t think she would go to such lengths... it seems unnecessary.”
In her impression, Chi Suisui wasn’t the type to do something like this.
Chi Suisui had always been friendly toward her colleagues—except Zhang Yueyan—and often brought small snacks to share with them.
“If it’s girlfriend fans, that could explain it. You know what girlfriend fans are like, right? Lord He is so handsome, and Suisui interviewed him in person and even clarified things for him. It’s normal to become a fan.”
“Suisui has that childhood engagement thing, right? Maybe it’s just a coincidence in design.”
“Hey, have you guys considered that Suisui might be Lord He’s fiancée?” A colleague covered her mouth and whispered, “If the design weren’t so unique, no one would have noticed.”
As journalists, they were naturally more observant than casual netizens.
This possibility hadn’t occurred to any of them before.
After all, Lord He had publicly shared photos of his fiancée from when she was a child. Who would have thought their colleague Chi Suisui was actually his romantic partner?
Suisui had never mentioned Lord He before.
But once the idea was proposed, it instantly overshadowed all previous guesses.
“Holy crap?” One colleague covered her mouth in shock.
This was explosive news!
Lord He’s fiancée was actually in their department?!
This was too dramatic—it felt like a plot straight out of a TV drama, where the heroine was a regular employee dating the president.
Several colleagues fell silent.
“It’s actually possible...” another chimed in. “Isn’t Su Mian a huge fan of Lord He? She’s always been so close to Suisui. Maybe Lord He’s influence is part of the reason.”
“I just checked the photo on Weibo. Now that you mention it, the resemblance in their features is striking—about seventy percent.”
After much speculation, one person chuckled. “If it really is Lord He, I wouldn’t want to participate in a dating show either.”
Chi Suisui, who had been talking to Su Mian, seemed to sense the gazes directed at her.
When she finally looked up, she saw several colleagues hurriedly lowering their heads to focus on eating.
Chi Suisui raised an eyebrow slightly, feeling puzzled.
“Director Chi, look online—everyone’s talking about Lord He’s ring,” Su Mian pointed to her phone. “Did you two plan to wear them together?”
“No.”
“Then it must be默契 (perfect chemistry),” Su Mian said dreamily, cupping her face.
Chi Suisui couldn’t help but smile. No matter what she said, Su Mian would twist it to fit her own logic.
Wearing matching rings wasn’t something Chi Suisui had anticipated.
She only learned yesterday from Song Miaoli that He Xingwang was also wearing his ring. She’d been too busy to check trending topics on Weibo and had missed it entirely.
The departure times for athletes varied by event.
The Shooting Sports Center team, led by Coach Zhu, departed together. Originally, there wouldn’t have been much attention drawn to them, but because of He Xingwang’s presence, the spotlight followed.
That face was simply too famous.
Chi Suisui unlocked her phone and opened Weibo. The topic #LordHe Ring# was among the top trends.
The original post came from a passerby at the airport, later reposted by marketing accounts.
In the photo, He Xingwang wasn’t looking at the camera but was instead turned slightly to the side, accentuating his high nose bridge and sharp jawline.
He appeared to be using his phone, and the ring on his left hand was clearly visible.
Chi Suisui scrolled through the comments.
[Another stunning masculine beauty! Why doesn’t the Shooting Sports Center post more pictures of Lord He?!]
[Do you think it’s a celebrity studio? Lord He is a shooter—he’s super busy training.]
[Lord He’s hands are insanely attractive! Wearing a ring makes him look so restrained—I’m obsessed, being a hand enthusiast.]
[After months of no updates, he’s suddenly wearing an engagement ring. Is this the start of public displays of affection?]
[I hope everyone achieves great results!! Unfortunately, I won’t be able to watch the competition live...]
[Do you think his fiancée will attend the competition?]
[This is the World Cup Finals! His fiancée should definitely come.]
[Maybe at this very moment, Lord He is chatting with his fiancée.]
The comment section was filled with various speculations.
Chi Suisui found the original passerby’s post and checked the timestamp. It seemed the poster hadn’t put much thought into the caption before sharing.
It was likely that she had indeed been chatting with He Xingwang at the time.
Chi Suisui absently hooked her finger, which bore the ring. Her chat history with He Xingwang ended yesterday.
This subtle secrecy was oddly thrilling.
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After lunch, everyone returned to the office for a midday break.
There weren’t many journalists in their workspace—fewer than ten in total—but today, for some reason, none of them seemed sleepy.
Their gazes kept darting toward Chi Suisui.
Perhaps they were too eager to dig for gossip. After ten minutes, someone finally couldn’t hold back and casually asked, “Suisui, is this an engagement ring?”
All the colleagues who had lunch with her stared intently, unblinking.
“Yes.”
Chi Suisui’s intention was to quell rumors and prevent people like Zhang Yueyan from making assumptions on her behalf.
“The one from your childhood engagement?” A colleague rolled her chair closer. “It looks amazing. Can I take a closer look?”
Chi Suisui thought for a moment, then extended her hand.
On her slender, pale fingers rested the diamond ring, perfectly complementing her hand. The carefully designed style stood out.
It matched Lord He’s ring exactly!
Such a unique design—if not part of a matching set, it would at least need to be custom-made.
He Xingwang had only started wearing his ring yesterday, and it was the first time it had been publicly seen. Even if it were custom-made, Chi Suisui couldn’t have received hers so quickly.
The person examining the ring instinctively glanced at the others in the office. The implication was clear—Chi Suisui was wearing the female version of the ring.
A spy had infiltrated their midst.
“Suisui,” the colleague gulped, her curiosity piqued. “Is your boyfriend really handsome?”
“Quite.” Chi Suisui’s lips curved upward.
That was another piece of evidence.
The colleagues, feeling as if they had uncovered a massive scoop, excitedly returned to their desks and began furiously chatting on WeChat.
[I told you it’s a matching pair!]
[Lord He is handsome, and Chi Suisui has great taste—clearly, it’s the same person.]
[Oh my god! What do we do now? How are we supposed to face Chi Suisui directly from now on?!]
[Can I ask for an autograph?]
The last message prompted a flood of question marks in response.
Everyone knew that if this news got out, it would explode into a massive story. But then they remembered the fate of Zhang Yueyan after crossing Chi Suisui—
Forget it. Better to live their own lives in peace.
Zhang Yueyan returned late, still dreading facing Chi Suisui after what happened earlier that morning.
The office was quiet, save for the rhythmic tapping of keyboards.
Seeing that Chi Suisui seemed about to take a nap, Zhang Yueyan finally relaxed, mentally cursing General Manager Liu to no end.
He had promised not to expose her, yet he ended up spilling her name anyway.
When Zhang Yueyan interviewed him, General Manager Liu casually asked if there was someone named Chi Suisui at their TV station—a beautiful woman, as he described.
At first, she didn’t think much of it.
After the interview, when Liu mentioned it again, Zhang Yueyan, for reasons unknown even to herself, handed over the contact details.
An ordinary person, suddenly pursued by a big boss—what if they fell head over heels?
Even if nothing came of it, she wouldn’t lose anything either way.
Zhang Yueyan hadn’t given it another thought after that, even forgetting about it entirely until Chi Suisui confronted her today.
As soon as she sat down, she noticed the strange looks her colleagues were giving her.
They gazed at her with pity—
What a mess.
Clueless and still stirring up trouble.
The schedule for the World Cup Finals was tight.
The opening ceremony was on the 18th, and all competitions would conclude by the 22nd.
He Xingwang’s 10-meter air pistol event was on the 21st, smack in the middle of a workday. After carefully reviewing the schedule, Chi Suisui prepared to request leave.
She rarely took time off, so this request was bound to go smoothly.
As expected, the director approved her leave without hesitation. Chi Suisui hadn’t hidden her reason, either.
Thus, during Friday’s regular meeting, Chi Suisui wasn’t assigned any tasks. Her colleagues’ gazes shifted toward her in unison.
It was obvious—Suisui was definitely going to watch Lord He’s match live!
It was practically confirmed.
Though Zhang Yueyan didn’t know the truth, her overthinking led her to guess correctly. She muttered under her breath, “Skipping work to watch some competition... As if she’s a fan.”
Maybe she was even throwing herself at him.
The meeting room wasn’t particularly large, and since they were among the younger employees, everyone sat close together. Chi Suisui heard every word clearly.
She chose to ignore Zhang Yueyan completely.
After the meeting, Su Mian could no longer contain her excitement: “Director Chi, you absolutely must take lots of photos! Videos work too!”
Chi Suisui asked, “Haven’t you already seen him in person?”
Su Mian replied, “That’s not something I see every day, but photos are different—they can be viewed daily. But don’t worry, Director Chi—I’m just a career fan.”
She didn’t forget to emphasize her intentions.
Chi Suisui gave a temporary acknowledgment.
Whether or not she’d manage to capture any photos remained uncertain.
Since she had taken three full days off, she skipped the opening ceremony altogether. Instead, she booked a flight for the evening of the 19th, planning to spend a day exploring before watching the match on the third day.
On Monday, Chi Suisui sent He Xingwang a message: [Was the opening ceremony fun?]
She doubted it was.
The performances were likely far more formal than even the Spring Festival Gala.
He Xingwang: [It was fine.]
Just as Chi Suisui was about to reply, the phone rang.
“Typing isn’t convenient,” He Xingwang explained.
Chi Suisui hummed in acknowledgment. “Isn’t your match the day after tomorrow? I remember that for shooting events, the audience seating is usually quite close.”
“Under normal circumstances, we don’t look at the audience stands,” He Xingwang recalled, offering his answer.
“...”
Chi Suisui hadn’t anticipated this response at all.
She had originally planned not to tell He Xingwang, intending to surprise him at the venue with a heartfelt show of support from his fiancée—
But how could she surprise him if he couldn’t even see her?
Chi Suisui felt both exasperated and amused, picturing the scene, and quietly chuckled to herself. Her laughter was soft and restrained, almost sweet.
Pausing, she asked, “He Xingwang, should I come to the match to cheer you on?”
The same three words, thrown right back at him.
A few seconds later, his deep voice responded through the phone: “Yes.”
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