After Transmigrating as a Tycoon’s Wife, My Thoughts Are Heard by the Whole Family Chapter 436

Qin Xian’s gaze remained locked on Ji Fei from the second she stepped into the entrance. His heartbeat accelerated with every stride she took toward him. Overwhelmed by nerves, his breathing became shallow, and his hands trembled as he gripped the ring box.

She was the sole reason his life held meaning, the only person who made him dream of a shared future. He longed to keep her hidden within the depths of his heart, ensuring her focus remained entirely on him. No matter how much he tried to prove she was his, it never felt sufficient. Thus, he sought to leave every possible mark on this world to confirm their destiny together.

She had finally arrived before him.

Originally, Ji Fei had come to this world without any emotional ties, simply hoping to exploit opportunities and live a life of leisure. To her, Qin Xian had been nothing more than handsome eye candy. However, the warmth and protective nature of his family gradually fostered a sense of belonging within her.

Then came the shift in Qin Xian—his genuine feelings and his eventual confession. Before she knew it, he had become a constant presence in her life. He stood by her through the mundane moments and acted as her immovable pillar of support. His steady gaze made her—a woman who had always felt like a drifter—feel as though she finally possessed a permanent home in someone's heart.

Falling for him had become inevitable. While this proposal might have seemed like a sudden surprise, Qin Xian likely didn't grasp the depth of what it meant to her. To Ji Fei, this was a genuine promise of a sanctuary. It wasn't a promise for the owner of her original body, but for her soul specifically.

While obtaining a marriage certificate previously had felt empty, this moment represented a true, lifelong vow. Ji Fei felt as though she were floating on air, lightheaded and dazed. Yet, as she stood before Qin Xian and looked into his unwavering eyes, she felt her feet return to solid ground. She chose to trust him completely.

Lowering his tall frame, Qin Xian dropped to one knee before Ji Fei and took her hand. A hush fell over the venue as the music drifted into the background. High-quality sound equipment picked up their every word, broadcasting them clearly to the gathered guests.

Qin Xian’s dark eyes burned with an intense passion as he looked up at her. "Ji Fei, meeting you is the greatest stroke of luck I have ever known. Our journey began with a misunderstanding, but I am so thankful I didn't let you go in a moment of rashness—it allowed me the opportunity to truly see who you are. I love you. Not for what lies in the past, but for who you are now and who you will be. Will you marry me?"

The audience members found their own meanings in his words, but Ji Fei’s heart skipped a beat. Not for the past? What was he trying to say? Was he hinting at exactly what she suspected?

Their story had indeed started with that conflict, back when he accused her of leaking secrets. That was the turning point when he suddenly abandoned the idea of divorce, and then... Ji Fei couldn't be certain. Perhaps she was reading too much into it.

She couldn't resist asking, "You mean... me?"

"You," Qin Xian replied with absolute certainty. "Only you." His dark pupils reflected the tears that were now streaming down her cheeks. "So... will you marry me?"

"I will!" Ji Fei cried out, unable to restrain herself as she nodded vigorously. The crowd immediately broke into thunderous cheers.

The air was filled with a cascade of flower petals, balloons, and confetti. Amidst the roaring applause, Qin Xian slid the ring onto her finger—a piece crafted from the most precious and rare materials, following tradition. Ji Fei placed his ring on his finger in return, but before she could even look at it, he pulled her into a deep, passionate embrace.

Photos were snapped and blessings were offered as the cake was sliced. Throughout the evening, red envelopes were handed out in such abundance that Ji Fei’s face grew tired from smiling. The celebration moved to the back garden for a bonfire party while the main area was prepared for the Old Master’s birthday feast.

Groups of young people gathered to drink, sing, and dance. To Ji Fei's surprise, Yu Lu was nowhere to be found—there were no scenes and no disruptions. Qin Xian appeared exceptionally joyful that night, accepting every toast offered to him. By the time the festivities peaked, he was thoroughly intoxicated, clinging to Ji Fei like an octopus and refusing to let go.

Qin Xian looked so incredibly handsome that night that even Ji Fei felt a spark of temptation. A group of women eventually pulled her away to dance, though their true motive was to pry for gossip. "When did you finally manage to capture Qin Xian?" they asked.

Adopting a fierce expression, Ji Fei joked, "I’m trying! But he’s so traditional. He insists on waiting for the wedding night!" She shifted the entire blame onto him, conveniently leaving out the fact that her own nerves had kept her from making a move.

The more experienced women in the group rolled their eyes and offered her various tips, while the younger girls turned bright red. Eventually, they pressured Ji Fei into drinking just enough to find her courage without losing her senses.

Consequently, by the time the couple returned to their room and fell into each other's arms, Ji Fei was ready to take charge. Qin Xian nearly lost his composure, but at the last second, he caught her wrists. "Feifei, we only just got engaged..."

Ji Fei’s face was burning. Before any doubt could creep in, she straddled him. "I’m done waiting! My patience is gone! I want you tonight! If I don't get my way, I’ll... I’ll...!" She stammered through her empty threats until Qin Xian suddenly pulled her down, his eyes darkening with a dangerous intensity.

"You really chose to provoke me at my weakest, didn't you? In that case..." His voice sank into a husky, deep growl. "I won't be holding back anymore."

Ji Fei’s eyes sparkled, and she immediately bit down on his Adam’s apple. "Neither will I!"

A low groan escaped Qin Xian, his throat moving as his gaze turned predatory, resembling a beast on the hunt. The room, adorned like a honeymoon suite with festive drapes and red silk sheets, became the setting for a beautiful symphony. The long night was only just beginning.