Chapter 126: Qin Nuan Yu, Will You Marry Me? (1)

Qin Nuan Yu was forcibly pulled into Mu Shuyu’s car.

“Let me make this clear first—I didn’t get into your car on purpose. You dragged me in.”

“Alright, alright, it was me who dragged you in. Is that good enough?”

Mu Shuyu couldn’t help but laugh at Qin Nuan Yu’s stubbornness. After all, Qin Nuan Yu was still a young woman, sometimes acting as coquettish as a little princess.

Unfortunately, having taken over the family business at just twenty, she had long since lost the innocence and carefree spirit typical of girls her age.

As soon as the car started, Yang Xiaofan’s voice came through the radio.

“Nuan Yu, today marks our fifty-second day together. I wrote a song for the both of us, hoping you’ll like it.”

Mu Shuyu glanced oddly at Qin Nuan Yu.

“How many radio stations has your husband bought out? How come even the car’s radio only plays his channel?”

Qin Nuan Yu’s face flushed slightly, a deep sense of satisfaction filling her heart. Yet before Mu Shuyu, she maintained her usual pride.

“How would I know?”

Soon, the two women were utterly captivated by Yang Xiaofan’s beautiful voice.

“I still remember that day, you stood foolishly in front of the arcade machine...”

The exquisite singing left no room for doubt.

With his immense financial backing, Yang Xiaofan’s singing, playing, and songwriting skills all reached the pinnacle of the Mandarin music scene.

In an age flooded with internet celebrity songs, few could deliver this level of artistry.

It was as if they had been transported back to the early 2000s—the golden era when countless classic hits blossomed.

The lyrics, filled with tender moments, seemed to bring all of Northern Suzhou into the romantic scenes of their love story, breathtakingly beautiful.

Qin Nuan Yu, the heroine herself, was overwhelmed, her eyes reddened and tears streaming down her face.

Beside her, Mu Shuyu watched with a bittersweet envy that left her speechless.

As the car drove onto the main street, the two women saw countless buses, bus stops, taxi billboards, and the large screens outside major company buildings all flashing Qin Nuan Yu’s name or videos of her and Yang Xiaofan together, leaving them both stunned and deeply moved.

On the streets, countless ordinary people from Northern Suzhou took out their phones to capture this scene, preparing to post it on Douyin to boost their own video views.

“‘The world’s most romantic proposal is in Northern Suzhou.’”

“‘The strongest brother-in-law in history finally proposes.’”

Various dazzling headlines flooded the feeds, overwhelming viewers.

At this moment, all of Northern Suzhou and the entire internet were shocked and moved by Yang Xiaofan’s grand gesture, and envious of Qin Nuan Yu’s extraordinary luck in finding such a wonderful boyfriend.

“Right now, I bet the whole world is jealous of you.”

Mu Shuyu couldn’t help but sigh.

Qin Nuan Yu could no longer act coy—she was so moved that tears streamed freely as she wiped them away with a tissue.

The two soon arrived at the main street in front of the Northern Suzhou Tower.

But perhaps knowing that Yang Xiaofan was proposing up ahead, a large crowd had gathered, completely blocking the street.

Mu Shuyu frowned, opened the sunroof, stood up, and without a care for her dignity as CEO of the Mu Group, shouted at the top of her lungs:

“Make way! The heroine is here! Let her through to accept Yang Xiaofan’s proposal!”

Upon hearing this, people ahead turned around. When they saw it really was Qin Nuan Yu, they all stepped back to clear a path.

Mu Shuyu breathed a sigh of relief, pressed the accelerator, and sped through the opening like a blade cutting through the crowd, easily reaching the Northern Suzhou Plaza in front of the tower.

On the plaza, Yang Xiaofan’s song was still playing, gradually reaching its climax. Mu Shuyu opened the car door for Qin Nuan Yu, who stepped out, feeling inexplicably nervous, almost afraid to take a step forward.

There, on the plaza, Yang Xiaofan sat at a grand piano, dressed in a pristine white suit, singing while playing. He looked dazzlingly handsome.

He seemed like a celestial being descended from the heavens, an imperial prince stepped out from a royal palace.

Radiant and breathtaking.

Qin Nuan Yu felt utterly humbled, like an ugly duckling beside him.

Even Mu Shuyu appeared somewhat unworthy of Yang Xiaofan, let alone her.

Mu Shuyu smiled warmly, patting Qin Nuan Yu’s shoulder in reassurance.

“Go on, don’t feel pressured. He’s doing all of this because of you. And that’s why he looks so handsome. You absolutely deserve to enjoy all of this.”

Bolstered by Mu Shuyu’s support, Qin Nuan Yu took a deep breath, her heart pounding with excitement as she slowly walked toward Yang Xiaofan.

This moment was broadcast live by countless people online, with viewers flooding the chat with messages.

“Waaah... Brother-in-law is proposing to sister! I’ve lost all hope now!”

“Brother-in-law is so handsome! What kind of divine man is he?”

“If only brother-in-law would favor me for just one night, I could die happy tomorrow!”

“This is what a real man looks like! True manhood! I’m so jealous; I’ll probably never meet a real man in my life.”

“To the person above, if you want a man like brother-in-law, first you have to be beautiful. Don’t use your dinosaur-like face to dream of a boyfriend like him—you’re not worthy!”

At this very moment, Qin Nuan Yu’s parents were also gathered in front of the livestream, their eyes moist with tears.

“Nuan Yu’s life has been worth it! Truly worth it!”

Under the gaze of the entire crowd, Qin Nuan Yu slowly reached Yang Xiaofan’s side.

At the same time, the final note of his song came to an end.

He turned to look at Qin Nuan Yu with a gentle smile, rose from the piano, picked up the ring from the piano, and holding the bouquet beside the chair, knelt down on one knee before her.

“I knew you’d come.”

“There’s no need for many words. My feelings are all contained in the song I just played.”

“Nuan Yu, will you marry me?”

At that moment, whether in the plaza or the livestream’s chatroom, the cheers erupted like thunder:

“Marry him! Marry him! Marry him!”

Overcome with emotion, Qin Nuan Yu’s tears flowed freely once more, unable to hold them back.

She was too moved to speak, only taking the flowers from Yang Xiaofan’s hands and nodding repeatedly.