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Le Ya watched helplessly as Chen Yang disappeared behind the door.

She took a bite of the xiaolongbao in her mouth, unsure what to do for a long moment. Coincidentally, it was the last one. With her mouth still full, she ran to the window.

From there, she could see Chen Yang heading toward the gate, where he accepted a box from a deliveryman, signed for it, and began walking back.

Le Ya’s breathing grew rapid.

Had he discovered it?

She hurriedly sought help in the group chat: “@Xie Qingyu @Su Hui What do I do? Chen Yang is the one getting the package—it’s going to be discovered!”

Xie Qingyu, who was watching a movie with Liang Qian, heard her phone vibrate. She opened it and nearly burst out laughing.

Liang Qian leaned over and asked, “Who is it?”

Xie Qingyu wouldn’t let him see. “Go back to your movie.”

Liang Qian reluctantly returned his attention to the screen, but his eyes kept glancing at her.

In the group chat, Xie Qingyu replied: “@Le Ya Why are you so nervous? Eventually, you’ll be bare before each other anyway—it’s just a matter of sooner or later.”

It was only a question of timing.

Su Hui chimed in: “Oh, do you even need to say anything? Wouldn’t Chen Yang understand without words once he sees it? Actions speak louder than words, right?”

Though neither reply contained explicitly suggestive language, Le Ya felt utterly embarrassed reading them.

She couldn’t imagine the scene of Chen Yang opening the box and finding it filled entirely with condoms.

That would be mortifying.

As Chen Yang carried the box, he wondered what could be inside—it was so light. But with no name on the box, he had no way of knowing.

When he returned to the room, Le Ya was nowhere to be seen.

Chen Yang set the box down, turned around, and finally fixed his gaze on the bathroom. “Le Ya?”

Le Ya hastily responded, “I’ll come out in a bit.”

Chen Yang noticed something off about her voice and found it amusing. He decided to sit on the bed and wait for her to emerge.

After dawdling in the bathroom for a while, Le Ya finally mustered her courage and slowly stepped out, her face flushed red.

Chen Yang raised an eyebrow at her. “What did you buy?”

Thinking quickly, Le Ya blurted, “Sanitary pads.”

Chen Yang: “….”

The more Le Ya thought about her answer, the more she believed it was brilliant. Surely, Chen Yang wouldn’t bother opening the box to verify its contents.

She added softly, “I’m… on my period.”

Chen Yang thought for a moment. “I don’t think your cycle is due today.”

Le Ya said, “It came early.”

Chen Yang pressed further, “But didn’t you have it just last week?”

Le Ya inwardly cringed.

She had completely forgotten about that time not too long ago when Chen Yang had even lent her his coat to cover up.

Now she was slapping herself mentally.

Seeing her lower her head and remain silent, Chen Yang walked over, gently pressed her onto the bed, and asked seriously, “What exactly did you buy?”

Le Ya avoided meeting his gaze. “Just… very ordinary stuff.”

Chen Yang narrowed his eyes. “Then I’ll open it.”

Le Ya quickly grabbed his hand, shaking her head pitifully. “It’s my personal stuff—you don’t need to look.”

Chen Yang tapped the ring on her finger, reminding her, “It might be ours now.”

Le Ya was mortified.

Watching Chen Yang approach the box, she stammered awkwardly, “It’s just… very ordinary… contraceptive… condoms…”

By the time she finished speaking, her entire face was crimson.

Chen Yang almost thought he’d misheard. For the first time, he hesitated. “What did you say? Condoms?”

Le Ya didn’t respond but gave a slight nod.

Chen Yang found her reaction hilarious and eventually burst into laughter.

His laughter was low and deep, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he chuckled, carrying a hint of magnetism—undeniably sexy.

Chen Yang turned slightly, licked his lips, and approached the quivering little quail on the bed. Cupping her face, he leaned in and murmured, “Are you in such a hurry?”

Le Ya’s face burned fiercely.

Chen Yang thought she looked incredibly tempting—like she was inviting trouble. He hadn’t been thinking about it before, but now he was thoroughly aroused.

Le Ya shook her head vehemently. “No, no.”

Chen Yang said, “Don’t deny it so quickly.”

Le Ya felt like crying.

She realized she had dug her own grave. From Chen Yang’s tone, it seemed he hadn’t even considered this earlier—it was her reminder that sparked the idea.

Le Ya was exasperated.

In the end, Chen Yang sent her into the bathroom.

In the mirror, the woman staring back still appeared somewhat bewildered.

Le Ya tightened her bathrobe and checked it five times before feeling reassured. She even cinched the belt tightly.

Only then did she gather the courage to open the door.

Chen Yang, standing by the table, turned around and fixed his gaze on her, lingering on her tightly cinched waist—a slender curve that fit perfectly in his palm.

Did she even realize how alluring she looked?

Chen Yang felt a mix of amusement and frustration.

Le Ya dashed straight to the bed, burrowed under the covers, and lay down. “I’m going to sleep. Goodnight.”

Chen Yang smirked. “That’s not up to you.”

Le Ya hid her head under the blanket, pretending not to hear him, and feigned ignorance like a frightened little quail.

Chen Yang didn’t tease her further and entered the bathroom.

As the sound of running water echoed from inside, Le Ya gasped for air, remembering the movie she had downloaded. She reached for her phone.

Glancing at the table, she noticed the box had been opened, and its contents removed. Though the exterior gave nothing away, she knew exactly what they were.

Le Ya silently exclaimed in her mind.

Remembering the movie she had downloaded, she scrambled to cram at the last minute. She hastily located the file and clicked it open.

To better immerse herself, she put on headphones.

The opening of the film didn’t resemble a typical adult movie at all—it felt more like an artsy piece. Le Ya began to doubt whether Xie Qingyu had sent her the wrong file.

She searched the movie title online and confirmed it was indeed the correct one.

Le Ya went back to watching attentively, afraid of missing any key scenes. She didn’t dare skip ahead too much, advancing only bit by bit.

At the ten-minute mark, the main event finally began.

The male protagonist had been shipwrecked and drifted to the house of the female lead, who rescued him. After spending the night together, their passion ignited during a stormy night.

Le Ya held her breath as she watched.

On the screen, the female lead undressed the male lead. Both were white-skinned, which was aesthetically pleasing to watch.

Just as she was engrossed, the bathroom door opened.

Chen Yang emerged wearing a bathrobe. Seeing the lump under the covers, he assumed Le Ya was still shy and conflicted.

He walked over and lifted a corner of the blanket.

As the blanket was pulled back, Chen Yang’s eyes immediately landed on the man’s body on the screen. His gaze narrowed sharply. “What are you watching?”

Le Ya hadn’t expected him to come out so soon and instinctively tried to turn off her phone, but in her haste, she accidentally yanked out the headphones.

Instantly, the sounds of heavy breathing from both the man and woman filled the quiet room, growing louder and more intense without pause.

Chen Yang: “….”

He truly hadn’t anticipated that Le Ya would be watching something like this.

Flustered, Le Ya hastily turned off her phone and wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, leaving only her eyes peeking out. “I wasn’t watching anything!”

She had only wanted to… study.

Le Ya never imagined she’d be caught like this. She felt utterly mortified, tears welling up but refusing to fall. Worse still, the movie had just reached its critical scenes, and she hadn’t seen any of the key moments.

Chen Yang said dryly, “I’m not deaf yet.”

Le Ya was beyond embarrassed, mumbling incoherently, “I… I was just studying.”

Chen Yang couldn’t help but chuckle, gently ruffling her hair. “What do you need to study? You don’t need to learn anything.”

With wide, earnest eyes, Le Ya replied seriously, “But I… I don’t even know how to kiss properly…”

Every time, she ended up being kissed senseless by him.

Chen Yang’s dark eyes gazed at her as if trying to capture her very essence. His voice was low and hoarse. “You don’t need to learn.”

She didn’t need to try—she already had him completely entranced.

He adored her innocent yet seductive demeanor.

Before Le Ya could fully process whether his words were true or not, the blanket was pulled away, and a torrent of kisses rained down on her.

Her exquisite figure was illuminated under the soft light. The bathrobe had loosened slightly, revealing a gap that extended from her collarbone down to her waist, barely concealing her fair skin.

Chen Yang’s gaze grew scorching.

This was the person he had longed for day and night, the one who haunted his dreams and kept him awake through countless nights.

In her daze, Le Ya instinctively reached up to cover his eyes, her face flushing crimson around her eyes, exuding an alluring beauty.

Her trembling lips let out a soft plea: “No… you’re not allowed to look…”

Chen Yang gently pried her hand away and kissed the corner of her eye. Le Ya closed her eyes, her lashes fluttering delicately like a butterfly perched there.

He whispered softly, “You’re so beautiful.”

Utterly enchanting.

Chen Yang’s hand slid to her waist, his head buried against the side of her neck. His lips brushed against her earlobe as he murmured, “Le Ya, I really like you.”

So much.

At dawn, the first rays of sunlight rose above the horizon.

The gauzy curtains fluttered in the breeze, allowing the golden light to spill into the room, spreading across the floor and reaching the edge of the bed.

Le Ya opened her eyes groggily, only to find the other side of the pillow empty.

She bolted upright, the blanket slipping down her body. Before she could react, the door opened.

Chen Yang paused as his gaze fell upon her exposed, pale skin.

Under his heated stare, Le Ya instantly snapped back to reality and scrambled back under the covers. She couldn’t believe what she had just done moments ago.

She didn’t want to face him anymore.

Chen Yang took a deep breath, finally calming himself after a long moment.

The memory of her gasping softly in his arms last night was vivid in his mind, reigniting every sensation.

Le Ya focused on playing dead.

Buried in the blankets, she pinched her ears hard. Last night, Chen Yang had relentlessly nibbled, licked, and sucked on her earlobes, leaving her body tingling and weak, unable to resist.

Just then, the blanket was pulled back. “Are you hungry?”

Le Ya looked up at him, her eyes wide. “Yes.”

Chen Yang pinched her nose lightly. “It’s already noon. You sure can sleep.”

Le Ya protested, “It’s all because of you.”

Realizing what she had just said, she quickly clamped her hands over her mouth, shaking her head and pretending she hadn’t spoken at all.

Chen Yang narrowed his eyes teasingly. “Did you enjoy it?”

But Le Ya refused to respond to his question any further.

By the time she got up and finished eating breakfast—or rather, lunch—it was already noon.

The meal was prepared by Chen Yang himself, tailored entirely to her tastes. Le Ya’s appetite was thoroughly satisfied.

In the afternoon, Le Ya curled back up in bed.

Chen Yang didn’t go to work either. Instead, they snuggled together in bed, watching movies while the sound of waves, sunlight, and birdsong filtered through the window, creating a serene and peaceful atmosphere.

When evening came, Le Ya woke up groggily.

Chen Yang was nowhere to be found. Still half-asleep, she reached for her phone and noticed several missed calls—one from Xie Qingyu and another from Le Yijian.

When she called Le Yijian back, he didn’t answer.

She assumed he was busy at the office, so she tried calling Xie Qingyu next, but she didn’t pick up either—likely in class.

Confused, Le Ya logged into WeChat.

As soon as she opened the app, she saw a flood of notifications in the group chat. Clicking in, she found nearly five hundred messages spanning from last night until twenty minutes ago.

One by one, she scrolled through them and finally zeroed in on the main topic.

Xie Qingyu and Su Hui had been discussing something about Weibo and mentioned her, but since she had been asleep, she hadn’t noticed.

Le Ya went to check her Weibo.

When she opened the app, it almost crashed under the sheer volume of notifications—mentions, comments, likes, and private messages had all exploded.

She had no idea what was going on.

Le Ya first clicked on the comments section.

“Came here from the trending topics. So this is the ‘city lights’ girl everyone’s talking about. What kind of divine romance is this???”

“Even though the images are blurred, they match the trending topics perfectly. Plus, the blogger’s name is a homophone—I’m convinced!”

“I’ve fallen in love with love again!”

“When are you getting married?! I want to see you two tie the knot right now!”

“I went through all your posts—it seems like you’ve been together since high school. Sobbing. Proof that teenage love has potential!”

“…”

Le Ya nearly dropped her phone.

The comment section had tens of thousands of replies, far too many to read through entirely. After skimming some, she moved on to other sections and finally pieced together what had happened.

Last night, the fireworks and city lights display had been captured by numerous passersby and submitted to influential Weibo accounts, sending the event straight to the top of the trending topics list. It remained there even now.

At first, no one knew it was her Weibo account.

But then, some marketing accounts dug up details about her and Chen Yang’s relationship—from their high school days to the present—and enthusiastic netizens traced it back to her profile.

And so, the floodgates opened. Her page was now inundated with visitors.

As for MOON’s official Weibo account, it seemed to have exploded as well.

Most netizens had initially believed the earlier marketing accounts’ speculation that Chen Yang had fallen in love with Le Ya at first sight and spent 20 million yuan just to make her smile—a fanciful storyline.

That was until late at night.

When “City Lights” trended on the hot search list, netizens were all marveling at the extravagant gesture, envying the woman named “Le Ya.”

Then someone reposted the interview video from the charity gala. Everyone assumed it was her and thought they made a perfect couple.

A love story between wealthy individuals.

Until another trending topic surfaced.

The blogger posted several long images: “I stayed up all night compiling this. I dug into Le Ya, the daughter of the Le family, and found her high school records. Then I scoured relevant threads—take a look at what I discovered.”

Link: #What kind of divine romance is this, happening right here at our First High School!!!#

Link: #Breaking: Someone in Class 17 is dating!#

Link: #Shocking! Senior year big shot holding hands with his girlfriend walking past everyone!#

Link: #Was that Chen Yang hugging a girl near the school’s senior-year wall earlier? Oh my god!!!#

Nearly seven or eight links were posted in succession.

The blogger then speculated: “Based on the evidence, I suspect the ‘City Lights’ event was Chen Yang proposing to her, since her birthday isn’t even around this time.”

Netizens, ever eager for drama, jumped into the links with glee, only to emerge teary-eyed and flushed.

Each revelation was juicier than the last, leaving others unable to compete.

Excited, netizens couldn’t find Chen Yang’s Weibo account, so they flocked to MOON’s official account, asking if it was true.

The official account remained silent.

At this point, not everyone fully believed the claims since they were just dug up by netizens, and the parties involved hadn’t confirmed anything.

Whether “Little Moon Tooth” was actually Le Ya was still in question.

However, the interview clip from the “Eighteenth Birthday” game was brought back out. Upon rewatching it, people realized there had been hints all along.

This was too sweet.

Le Ya scrolled through everything from start to finish, hardly daring to believe she was at the center of it all—but deep down, she felt it was somewhat expected.

Her Weibo followed zero accounts. She used to follow a few people, but over time, she unfollowed them all to avoid unnecessary trouble.

The number of @ mentions kept increasing. Le Ya couldn’t keep up with clicking through them, so she let them pile up, planning to clear them all later in one go.

By the time she got to the end, she was already feeling sleepy.

Le Ya thought, Why not just come clean? It’s practically public knowledge now anyway—it’s not like we can hide it anymore.

She took pictures of the eighteen gifts she’d received earlier and posted them on Weibo with just three words:

“Eighteenth Birthday.”

Almost simultaneously—

The much-anticipated MOON official Weibo account finally stirred, posting its first tweet of the day: “Congratulations to the boss for winning the heart of his beauty @Chen Yang @Little Moon Tooth.”

The entire internet erupted.

After a whole day of buzz, the excitement reached its peak. Media outlets scrambled to get interviews.

Before today, people were still speculating about who the fiancée was. Now they knew—someone had been utterly cherished by him all along.

It was simply a love story within their world.

Only now did netizens discover Chen Yang’s Weibo account—one he had created years ago but never posted on, following only “Little Moon Tooth.”

So they returned to MOON’s official Weibo page, buzzing with excitement.

“I’m from First High School!!!! Chen Yang is our school legend! Le Ya is our cute little junior! Alumni blessings for a lifetime of happiness!!!!!”

“Crying. I’ve read through all the posts. This is too sweet. I wish I could go back to high school and experience a passionate love story!”

“The eighteen gifts are so romantic—I’m tearing up. What if I end up dissatisfied when my boyfriend proposes?”

“Sorry, I just want to ask: When are you getting married?”

“Even the company name is based on his fiancée’s name. If this isn’t love to the core, I don’t know what is.”

“One question: Can you livestream your wedding? Let me witness it, sob sob sob…”

Not long after, some bystanders posted photos.

Just moments ago, all games under MOON started displaying fireworks. Everything purchased by players at the same time as Little Moon Tooth’s post was given for free.

The legendary “Eighteenth Birthday” game released its first video.

From the first gift to the very last.

While netizens were still in shock, the previously silent Weibo account finally posted its first tweet.

[Chen Yang: My Moon #Image @Little Moon Tooth]

…

When Le Ya opened her eyes, she was greeted with a kiss.

Chen Yang leaned down, his fingers interlaced with hers, the ring gleaming brightly.

From the first glance years ago to now, pulling her into his arms, he had finally brought the moon down from the sky into his world.

From this day forward, she would be his wife, and he would be her husband.

Chen Yang whispered close to her ear, repeating softly, “I really like you.”

Le Ya blushed, overwhelmed. “Oh, I’ve heard it so many times already. If you don’t let go, I’ll bite you.”

Chen Yang murmured into her ear, “There’s one more thing.”

Le Ya didn’t know what he was hinting at and gave him a suspicious glance. He had just returned from work and hadn’t even changed his clothes.

Her heart softened. “Go ahead, I’m listening.”

She didn’t know what he was going to say.

Chen Yang kissed her gently. “I love you.”

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