Spear Teacher

At the same time, at the exit of City A Airport.

"No, Qi Yu, listen to me, I left something behind... Hey (↗)"

But before Jiang Qiyu could finish her words, she was stuffed into the black Maybach that had been parked at the door.

"——"

The car door closed.

The next moment, it turned into a black glare and disappeared in the brightly lit Capital Airport.

"..."

As soon as the award ceremony ended, Jiang Qiyu was taken on a special plane to City A without even having a chance to speak.

On the plane with no other passengers except them, Qi Yu just half-closed his eyes, leaned on his seat and said nothing.

When the plane landed at the Capital Airport, she hadn't figured out what reason to use to explain the funny blunder in today's backstage interview.

She was stuffed into the car and packed away without any explanation.

"..."

When the [京A·886SB] stopped downstairs of Building 2 in the community where she used to live.

Jiang Qiyu then turned her head cautiously to look at the man beside her, and asked tentatively:

"Qi Yu, what are we doing..."

"Jiang Qiyu,"

Qi Yu spoke lightly, his deep eyes staring directly at her somewhat erratic eyes, and his tone was calm:

"Let's go up together."

"..."

She was stunned for a moment, and did not ask any more questions:

"Okay."

——

The two held hands and watched the number in the elevator slowly jump from 1 to 23.

In just a few dozen seconds, in the originally extremely quiet and narrow space, the two shallow breaths gradually became heavy and rapid due to tension.

Jiang Qiyu seemed to feel something, and her heart seemed to beat wildly as if it was out of control.

"Ding——"

As the elevator door slowly opened, her heartbeat seemed to be tightly strangled by a pair of invisible big hands, and her mind was blank.

"......"

Qi Yu held her hand tightly, and with a more pious mood than the first time he knocked on the door, he slowly pressed the password that he had already memorized.

"——"

The lights came on, and the room was empty.

There was no room full of friends and relatives cheering, no balloons and colorful lights to set the atmosphere, and no dazzling decorations.

Only a small and exquisite cake was placed neatly on the coffee table in the living room.

And next to the cake,

there was a white background and black text agreement document quietly placed.

"?"

Jiang Qiyu looked at the man next to her with a puzzled face, but he only gave her a dazzling smile.

Qi Yu let go of her hand, and his low voice was full of undisguised temptation:

"Go and have a look."

"......"

After the voice fell, she approached uncontrollably, bowed slightly and took the document on the table in her hand.

After seeing the words clearly, Jiang Qiyu opened her eyes slightly:

"Property... Donation Agreement?"

Her heart skipped a beat, and she opened the file and flipped through it quickly without caring about anything else.

"..."

Gradually, her eyes became more and more depressed, and her expression gradually became gloomy.

Qi Yu listed almost all the cash, real estate, funds, stocks, collections, financial products, etc. that he could list under his name,

all the assets that could be changed.

Although she only had a vague understanding of the content, the last page was clearly written:

[All the above terms will take effect after the donor and the recipient formally sign and are notarized at the notary office, and will not be revoked or changed after they take effect. ]

The donor is Qi Yu.

His name with a bold hand has already been signed on it.

And the recipient is Jiang Qiyu.

The signature area is still empty.

In other words, tomorrow morning, the two of them will go to the property notary office to notarize the gift agreement.

Qi Yu's astonishing billion-dollar fortune, and even the 15.49% equity share of Qi Group, which is second only to Chairman Qi Jing, will all belong to her personally...

At this moment, Jiang Qiyu felt no emotion or warmth in her heart. She felt a chill on her back and her whole body.

"Qi Yu, tell me the truth..."

She tightly grasped the gift agreement with clear terms in her hand, and her voice was trembling unconcealably:

"Do you have a terminal illness?!"

"..."

The man froze in his place.

Jiang Qi's encounter with this situation further confirmed her suspicions. She stepped forward and grabbed Qi Yu's wrist, and without saying anything, she led the group out:

"Let's go to a big hospital for another checkup, just in case it's a misdiagnosis..."

But she had just taken half a step when someone grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

"..."Qi Yu looked at her slightly red eyes with some amusement, and his heart instantly turned into a gurgling spring water:

"Are you afraid that I will die?"

"Yes."

Jiang Qiyu nodded, struggling and persuading him while trying to suppress the panic in her heart:

"So let's go and have a look again, okay? What if it is--"

Before she finished speaking, she was embraced by the man. As a tear fell, she heard a sigh with a smile from above her head:

"How can I bear to die..."

"?"

"I'm proposing to you."

"???"

Hearing this, Jiang Qiyu wiped her tears on the high-end tie, then pushed the man away, frowning and looking at him in confusion.

After a long time, she understood.

The man's previous physical examinations had always shown that he was as strong as a savage prehistoric bison, how could he develop an incurable terminal illness so quickly?

Jiang Qiyu rolled her eyes at the man in annoyance as her heart slowly fell back down from the sky:

"It's fine if there are no relatives or friends to witness the proposal, but you don't even have flowers or a ring, just a property donation agreement that looks like a will. Can you write a prenuptial agreement, young master?"

"..."

Qi Yu, who was pushed away by her, still had a smile on his face, and he bent over to pick up the wrinkled "Property Donation Agreement" from the ground.

Hand it to her again:

"Jiang Qiyu, I've thought about this for a long time, but I still think this is the best way."

"?"

"I don't want to influence you with the voice of public opinion, I don't want to be coerced by the crowd's noise, and I don't want you to be impulsive and hot-headed under the promotion of the romantic atmosphere."

"......"

"If you like money, I can give you everything I have unconditionally. I just hope you can put aside all external factors and conditions and answer my next questions in an absolutely sober and rational state."

"......"

"Jiang Qiyu, are you willing to marry me? Now, or at any moment in the future when you want to get married."

"......"

Jiang Qiyu, who originally planned to propose to Qi Yu at the award ceremony, but missed the opportunity because he left the ring in the car, was silent.

The man's proposal is certainly worth touching, but his unintentional backstab and drag made this eagle-like woman feel more heartbroken.

"Qi Yu..."

"Yeah."

"...Do you think it's embarrassing to propose in public?"

"?"

Qi Yu didn't understand what she meant, but he explained seriously:

"I won't comment on other people, but if I'm not 100% sure that you want to marry me, I won't do it."

She frowned even more: "Why?"

Qi Yu shrugged:

"What if you don't want to? Then isn't it a disguised way of creating public opinion to oppress you? It's a bit despicable."

"..."

Jiang Qiyu (a despicable woman who tries to create public opinion to oppress men) finally shed tears of joy and sorrow this time.

"Why are you..."

Qi Yu panicked when he saw her crying. Although he didn't know what he did wrong, he subconsciously raised his hand to wipe her tears.

He held the person in his arms with a distressed look on his face, and sighed helplessly:

"Don't cry, I won't beg you, okay?"

"?"

Hearing this, the despicable woman who was still crying was unhappy.

Struggling out of the man's arms, Jiang Qiyu wiped her tears with her backhand, and tried to find the flaws in his proposal that dragged her to the third floor underground:

"You...you didn't have a ring when you proposed!"

As soon as the voice fell.

The next moment, the tall and long-legged man in front of her suddenly lowered his body, and the leg that claimed to be longer than her life was slightly bent, and one knee touched the ground.

Holding a unique and complicated diamond ring in his hand:

"Now I have it."

"——"

Jiang Qiyu was so shocked by the scene in front of her that she even held back her tears.

After a long silence, a muffled sound broke the silence.

"Dong——"

"......"

Qi Yu took out the engagement ring that he bought in F country half a year ago, sent to Y country for design and customization three months ago, and brought back from abroad today.

When he bowed to his beloved in the posture that he had practiced thousands of times in his mind,

Countless possibilities flashed through his mind.

But he never thought that reality would be like this...

Uh...

Unique?

He knelt on one knee, and the person being proposed to was stunned for seven or eight seconds.

Suddenly, her eyes flashed.

Just when Qi Yu thought she was going to respond to him, the next moment, the person in front of him also knelt straight downCome.

Or kneel on the ground.

Jiang Qiyu and Qi Yu kneel face to face, one holding a ring with a look of surprise, the other clasping his hands in frustration:

"Jiang Qiyu you..."

"I beg you not to embarrass me again, woooooooooooo..."

——

In the early morning of the night of the Jinyu Film Festival Awards Ceremony.

A Weibo post, without any warning, overwhelmed all topics and suddenly rushed to the top of the hot search:

[@溢V: She is my Qiyu. 】

The accompanying picture is a photo of two people holding hands and inseparable.

Among them, at the root of the woman's slender and white middle finger, a shiny "pigeon egg" just happens to perfectly echo the copy.

For a while, the Internet, which had gradually calmed down, was once again stirred up by huge waves.

And the two initiators who set off this shocking heat were also equally turbulent and violent.

"......"

Until the dawn, the person who was so tired that he couldn't even lift a finger finally got a hard-earned sleep after the wind stopped and the rain stopped.

Qi Yu held the person who didn't know whether she was asleep or fainted and looked at her for a long time.

The more he looked at her, the more he liked her. He couldn't help but kiss her on the lips again and again, and then he held her in his arms with a satisfied look.

——

Early in the morning of the third day.

The two people who were going to rush to the property notary office for property transfer notarization with their identity documents and the "Property Donation Agreement" got in the car together.

It was just the bright green supercar with the license plate number [Zhe A·SB886] that the Qiao family had just sent from H City yesterday.

Jiang Qiyu took the lead and sat in the main driver's seat. He popped his head out of the car window and smiled at the man:

"Hurry up and get in the car. I can't wait to become the youngest billionaire on the Forbes list."

"......"

Qi Yu raised his eyebrows and turned to get in the co-pilot seat without comment.

Seeing her look like she was about to rise to the sky, he couldn't help but deliberately provoke her:

"You're a little late then. I was already an adult when I was an adult."

"......"

Jiang Qiyu's grinning mouth instantly closed.

While starting the car, he glanced at Qi Yu unhappily, and asked him casually while turning the steering wheel:

"You give me all the money, aren't you afraid that I will run away with the money?"

"I am afraid." Qi Yu's eyebrows stretched, and his face was full of smugness:

"So I didn't give you the right to operate the company."

If the two of them separated, she would at least have enough money to spend in several lifetimes.

If they didn't separate, he could continue to increase the balance of her asset account.

This was all Qi Yu's sincerity. Even if it couldn't be perfect, it could be said to be reasonable.

He just wanted to give the main operating rights, and Jiang Qiyu probably couldn't understand it.

"......"

Along the way, the two of them had their own thoughts.

But it was not until the bright green supercar stopped in front of the destination that Qi Yu frowned and looked at the man who was unfastening the seat belt with a puzzled look:

"What do you mean by this?"

"This..."

Jiang Qiyu responded casually, picked up the file bag that had been prepared long ago, took out the "Property Donation Agreement" and threw it to the back seat.

Then he took out the two people's ID cards and household registration books from it and held them in his hands.

While opening the car door, he glanced at the man with a fuss:

"Marriage, what else can it mean?"

After saying that, he got out of the car without looking back.

"..."

Qi Yu was stunned for a long time before he reacted. Just when he wanted to get out of the car, he was stopped by the seat belt on his body.

——

"Jiang Qiyu, what do you mean?"

"......Hello, where do I queue up to register for marriage?"

"Are you going to marry me now? Are you really going to register for the kind of legal couple that will be recorded in the files and can never be erased for a lifetime?"

"Hello, is this where I get the number?"

"Jiang Qiyu, are you really going to register for marriage with me? Really? If you regret it again, you will have to divorce. You have to think about it. Let me remind you first. After all, our identities are sensitive. Divorce is not as easy as marriage. I am not trying to scare you. You may never be able to divorce in the future."

"......"

Wearing a mask and a hat, Jiang Qiyu successfully got the queue number, looked down at the number 89 in his hand, and then looked up at the number 13 on the electronic screen.

He glanced at the man who had become a chatterbox since he entered the door:

"I'll think about it carefully. After all, I still like men who don't talk."

"......"

Then, the conspicuous bag shut up.

Forty minutes later.

Jiang Qiyu looked up and saw that the electronic screen had only shown number 50.The mask on her face was a bit stuffy, and she didn't dare to take it off because of the people coming and going around her. She could only pull it gently to let her mouth and nose touch the cool air.

Suddenly, a mobile phone was handed to her, and there was a line of words on the memo on the screen:

'Give me our number. '

Turning around, she met a pair of smiling eyes.

Jiang Qiyu pursed her lips with some amusement and handed him the ticket number in her hand.

The man took the number, curved his beautiful eyebrows at her, then stood up and walked straight towards the couple.

"......"

After a brief conversation, Qi Yu came back with a new number, squinted his eyes and bent over to show her:

[No. 52]

Jiang Qiyu didn't answer, but just raised his eyebrows at him slightly:

"What did you tell them?"

"......"

Qi Yu took out his mobile phone and it started beeping again.

Second line of memo:

[I told them that I can't speak. This is a witch's curse. I must marry my beloved to break it. The longer I delay, the more harm it will do to me.]

"......"

Jiang Qiyu was speechless for a while:

"Tell the truth and speak with your mouth."

The man put away his phone, only the smile in his eyes became deeper:

"I gave 50,000."

"?"

"Transferred from your card."

"?!!"

Jiang Qiyu, who was coaxed and deceived by Qi to exchange their secondary cards with him last night, suddenly felt nervous.

Although her secondary card limit was only 200,000, while Qi Yu's secondary card had unlimited limit.

But that was also her hard-earned money!

This bastard! !

Jiang Qiyu gritted her teeth, her heart was bleeding, and she smiled politely on her face.

While no one was paying attention, she slowly raised her middle finger to him and gritted her teeth in a low voice:

"You dog--"

But before she finished her words, a familiar diamond ring was pinched on the fingertips of her slender fingers and quickly put on her raised middle finger.

Qi Yu's eyes were bright and his smile was wanton:

"Mrs. Qi, you forgot to wear it again."

Jiang Qiyu looked down at the ring that just fit into the root of her middle finger, and her beautiful eyes curved:

"Qi Yu, do you remember what the Bodhisattva said?"

"?"

The man didn't understand, but he still slowly made a gesture that was a secret signal between the two of them in her expectant eyes:

"OK?"

The next moment, a silver-white ring with a cold light was put on his middle finger.

She felt that she had won back a point, and her eyes were full of glory:

"You have a good memory, Mr. Jiang."

At the same time, the overhead broadcast suddenly sounded:

"Please go to the window to handle the registration business, No. 52."

(End)