After My Ex-Boyfriend's White Moonlight Proposed to Me

"What did my dad tell you?"

When Zhuang Yan came out of the room with his pocket in his pocket, Xie Ning couldn't help asking.

Zhuang Yan showed an innocent expression, and said slowly: "I didn't say anything."

Xie Ning didn't quite believe it: "It's so mysterious, don't let me listen."

Zhuang Yan suddenly reached out and stroked his hair.

There was a sense of pity in this action, before Xie Ning could react, he was pulled over and kissed again.

Xie Ning looked around and saw no one passing by, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "Why did you suddenly do something?"

Zhuang Yan squinted his eyes, still thinking about the conversation with Xie Jing in his mind.

"My parents will be your parents from now on." He said as he held Xie Ning's hand, "My home will be your home."

His hand had been in his pocket for a long time, it was very hot, and his palm was wide, gently wrapping Xie Ning's hand completely.

Xie Ning was stunned for a moment, tilted his head, and asked again: "What did my dad say?"

Zhuang Yan made a joke: "Your dad gave me a check to leave you."

Xie Ning suddenly couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Are you... who are you burying?"

"I'm not teasing you." Zhuang Yan fumbled his hand in his pocket and took out a red envelope, "Your father has already entrusted you to me, and you will be my dealer from now on."

Xie Ning stared at him blankly, Zhuang Yanbie couldn't help but pinch his face after his expression made him laugh.

Song Qingqing returned to the living room after a while, frowning at them.

"How?" Zhuang Yan asked.

Song Qingqing shook her head: "I persuaded you a few times, but it didn't work. Aunt Xia Wan...is very stubborn."

Xie Ning didn't find it strange at all, and even felt that this was normal.

His expression was slightly cold: "She has always been like this, and she won't listen to persuasion."

Song Qingqing hesitated and said, "I think her attitude towards this matter is too paranoid."

Xie Ning didn't speak.

He has long been accustomed to Xia Wan's attitude, and when he introduced Zhuang Yan to her, he was already prepared for her to make a fuss.

It's just that like now, he still feels lighter.

When Song Qingqing came, she brought a gift, which she never had a chance to give before, but now she has the time to give it to Xie Ning.

It was painted by her own hand. Its style is similar to that of the bird last time. The tone in the lower half is darker, but it gets brighter as it goes up. It's like someone standing in the abyss and looking up, but seeing the light.

Song Qingqing smiled and said, "Happy birthday."

"Thank you." Xie Ning liked the painting very much.

"I also like to paint this style of work." Song Qingqing smiled gently, "No matter how dark and painful the past is, the future is always full of hope."

The three of them didn't chat for a few words, and visitors came to the door one after another.

Near the dinner time, almost all the people came.

If you really want to count them carefully, there are actually not many. There are only a few people who have a good relationship with Xie Ning, and you can count them on one hand.

Zhuang Yan suddenly understood why Zhuang and Xie's two families were not completely estranged, but he never knew that Mr. Xie and Xie Ning were grandsons.

He remembered that he had attended Xie An's birthday party before, and naturally it was not held in the compound.

At that time, the Xie family turned the birthday party into a social banquet with great fanfare, and basically everyone from their circle, as well as from the business circle, was invited.

At the banquet, there were a lot of toasts and cups, and everyone remembered Xie An.

Today is Xie Ning's birthday, not many people are invited, but they are all close people, even the venue is in the compound where Mr. Xie lives.

Mr. Xie has always been very clear about the positioning of these two grandsons.

One is the heir who stands in front of everyone's eyes and has infinite glory.

One is the little grandson hidden in my heart, who is protected and spoiled.

Yan Xi didn't come early or late, he came here before the off-duty time, but the compound was far away from his company, and when he arrived, it was almost time for dinner.

"You look good today." He smiled and gave Xie Ning a hug.

Zhuang Yan left them with a dark face, and said, "I picked it for him."

Yan Xi looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Okay, in terms of eyesight, you don't have anything to be picky about."

Zhuang Yan sneered very shamelessly.

It was getting dark slowly, and when the lights in all parts of the compound were turned on, the drinks and food in the hall were almost ready, and there were a few servants on the sidelines to help.

When Mr. Xie came down, he changed into formal clothes, which showed how much he attached importance to this birthday party.

Xia Wan also entered the arena calmly, she cried in the afternoon, after washing her face and putting on her makeup, even if you don't look carefully, you can't find anything strange about her.

Mr. Xie looked at the guests and asked, "Azun and the others haven't come yet?"

Uncle Zhong said: "It is said that it was delayed by the company's affairs. Now it is on the way here, and it will arrive soon."

Mr. Xie glanced at the door, then shook his head: "After all, I still don't pay enough attention to it."

Uncle Zhong didn't dare to answer, and helped Mr. Xie into the arena.

As the protagonist, Xie Ning had to bite the bullet and chat with people today. Friends were nothing more than friends. There were also some close relatives of the Xie family who had nothing to talk about, but they still had to find something to say. Xie Ning agreed for a long time before he escaped.

Zhuang Yan couldn't help laughing: "Not used to it?"

"Yes." Xie Ning responded, "I'm not used to it."

Zhuang Yan said, "Then you have to get used to it quickly."

Xie Ning: "?"

Zhuang Yan looked at him with a smile: "When we get married in the future, you will receive more people."

Xie Ning: "..."

Before the two were together, Zhuang Yan was already talking about getting married, and now it seemed that they were going to get married soon.

But no matter how many times he listened to it, Xie Ning couldn't help but get hot: "...What are you talking about?"

Zhuang Yan spread his hands innocently: "There is no way, my family has too many relatives, and the wedding scene will definitely not be small."

Xie Ning blushed completely, and was too lazy to talk to him.

Seeing that he was shy, Zhuang Yan stopped joking, and calmly followed behind Xie Ning, admiring his red ears.

Mr. Xie looked at them from a distance, and said with emotion: "It's quite a good match."

Uncle Zhong responded, "The dealer's child is a nice person who can take good care of the young master."

"Half of my body is buried in the ground, I only hope that Ningning can get out of that hurdle and live a more comfortable life." Mr. Xie said.

Uncle Zhong said: "The young master has changed a lot now, he laughs a lot more today than before."

Mr. Xie nodded: "Yes."

When Xie Zun's family arrived, the dinner officially began.

Mr. Xie first stood up and said a few words on the occasion. Perhaps with him in charge, the night passed very peacefully, even worse than the ups and downs in the afternoon.

Xie Ning received a basketful of birthday wishes and drank some wine.

But Zhuang Yan was afraid that he would get drunk, so he didn't let him drink too much. Someone from behind came to toast, but he directly blocked him.

This matter used to be done by Yan Xi, but this year he suddenly changed, and others discussed the relationship between him and Xie Ning.

Looking very intimate, Mr. Xie's attitude towards him is also very polite.

Others had scruples and didn't dare to ask directly. As Xie Ning's cousin, Xie An had nothing to worry about.

Holding a wine glass, he came over and hooked Xie Ning's shoulder, and asked, "Is this your new boyfriend?"

Xie Ning frowned, glanced at him, but didn't retort: ​​"...um."

Xie An smiled: "The vision is better than last time."

He also looked down on Xu Qing, but he didn't have a deep friendship with Zhuang Yan, but he knew Qi Rui.

Both of them hang out in the mall and have met several times.

Xie Ning didn't answer, and asked silently, "Does my cousin have a girlfriend?"

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Xie An: "Why do you even ask me this?"

Xie Ning said calmly, "I'm no longer single. I'm afraid my relatives will focus all their firepower on you to urge you to get married."

Xie An: "..."

Xie Ning said again: "I saw my aunt coming this way, probably looking for you."

Xie An said quickly: "...I'll go first."

After speaking, he quickly walked away with a wine glass in his hand.

After the dinner party, Xie Ning washed his face a little, and sat in the living room with Zhuang Yan to sort out the birthday presents he had received.

Xie Ning looked at Zhuang Yan who insisted on clinging to him: "Don't Grandpa Zhuang also live in the compound, why don't you go back?"

Zhuang Yan turned his head and kissed him: "I want to live with my boyfriend, can't I?"

Xie Ning didn't give up on him in the end: "...then I'll ask Uncle Zhong to tidy up the room."

"Don't bother." Zhuang Yan said shamelessly, "I'll just share a room with you."

"..."

Xie Ning didn't want to talk to him again, and turned to unwrap the present.

Zhuang Yan said, "I'll help you."

Xie Ning arranged the gifts row by row. Most of the gifts from people were fancy but not useful. Xie Ning picked them out and put them aside for Uncle Zhong to receive them in the warehouse.

Yan Xi sent a mobile phone as usual, the latest model, black, and the appearance is quite cool.

Zhuang Yan felt that this shape was too sci-fi, and it was incompatible with Xie Ning's painting style.

"White is suitable for you." He said, "It's cooler and more elegant, and it matches your skin tone better."

Xie Ning glanced at him, didn't say anything, but used the phone directly.

Finally, Xie Ning was silent for a few seconds when he opened the gift from Zhuang Yan.

Too much.

First, Zhuang Yan's grandfather gave him a famous out-of-print painting as a birthday gift, and the asking price was outrageously high.

The painting was made by a famous painter in the Ming Dynasty. Xie Ning liked it very much and planned to treasure it up.

What Zhuang Yan's father gave was a pair of Wenwan walnuts, lion heads with water dragon patterns, and four-edged heterosexuals, which are extremely rare in the market.

I don't know if it's because they knew that Xie Ning was studying painting, so the father and son gave away works of art.

Ms. Qiao's gift was packed in a small brocade box, very modern and delicately packaged. Xie Ning opened it and saw that it was a pair of couple watches.

The above logo is a well-known international luxury brand. This couple watch was quite famous when it first came out.

At that time, the designer said that this was a pair of watches he specially designed for same-sex couples, with male and female models.

Zhuang Yan commented: "This pair of watches is not bad. Would you like to try them on?"

He skillfully took off the watch and put it on Xie Ning's left wrist, then took off his own watch and put on another one.

Xie Ning glanced at the clocks of the same style in their hands, and suddenly asked, "Didn't Auntie say...the gift will arrive in a few days?"

Zhuang Yan responded, and replied: "That's right, the gifts they bought are still on the way, and I bought them all."

Xie Ning: "...Why are you so troublesome?"

Zhuang Yan said: "On your birthday, if my parents don't say anything, I'm afraid your family will misunderstand that they don't pay enough attention to you."

Xie Ning asked, "Then you actually picked these yourself?"

Zhuang Yan: "Yes."

Xie Ning didn't know what to say, so he said after a while: "This is...too expensive."

Zhuang Yan smiled, leaned over and kissed him: "Not many, compared to those who give away houses and cars, I'm nothing more than a child."

Xie Ning didn't avoid it this time, he opened his eyes and let him kiss his lips.

Zhuang Yan said: "There are still gifts, you haven't opened the one I gave you yet."

Xie Ning: "Aren't these all sent by you?"

Zhuang Yan hooked the corners of his lips: "Only this one is given in my name."

Zhuang Yan's gift was also a small red brocade box, about the same size as the one given by "Ms. Qiao".

Xie Ning thought it would be cufflinks, wallets and other gadgets, but when he opened it, his breath suddenly stopped.

It's a ring.

There was silence for a few seconds.

His heart stopped beating - it started beating again, then Xie Ning turned his head and fell into Zhuang Yan's deep black pupils.

When the four eyes met, Xie Ning could hear the sound of his own heart beating, and then he clearly saw the corners of Zhuang Yan's lips curling up, and smiled.

It took Xie Ning a while to react, and he slammed the lid shut: "This is..."

"It's a ring." Zhuang Yan said.

His voice was clearly very close, but to Xie Ning's ears, it seemed to come from far away, very far away.

Zhuang Yan said affectionately: "I wanted to propose to you today when there are many people, but I was afraid of being spoiled by others, which would spoil your birthday mood instead."

"Although there are no people now, but... today is not over yet."

Zhuang Yan approached Xie Ning, lowered his head, kissed his forehead, and said, "Ningning, happy birthday."

"Also, let's get married, Ningning."

It was dark outside, but the house was brightly lit.

The light was too bright, so bright that Xie Ning could see Zhuang Yan's shining eyes.

He could see all the emotions in those eyes.

The sky was filled with starlight, as if God gathered all his love in a pair of pupils, and the overflowing affection was so hot that it could burn people.

It was also like when the two met for the first time, when Zhuang Yan covered his face with a scarf, only a pair of eyes were exposed, but the moment he saw Xie Ning, his eyes were twinkling with stars.

Zhuang Yan lowered his head again and kissed his lips.

Xie Ning didn't move, nor did he close his eyes.

He just stared at Zhuang Yan in a daze, as if his soul had come out of his body.

His heart seemed to be gripped by this short sentence.

The author has something to say: Is it awkward to type the text at this time (just kidding)

At 23W, I finally wrote the title, and it's just a short distance away from the end.