Chapter 7: The Only Fiancée for You Is Me

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She slowly turned on the faucet, letting the warm water cascade over her head as if to wash away all the weariness and dust clinging to her body.

Standing quietly under the showerhead, she savored the comforting sensation of the water striking her skin, her thoughts gradually drifting afar.

She gazed at her reflection in the mirror—her damp hair loosely draped over her shoulders, her skin flushed slightly from the steam, and a trace of confusion and uncertainty flickering in her eyes.

Memories played in her mind like an old film reel. The handsome face of Yanchen Fu, his deep eyes, and gentle smile all surfaced vividly.

She would never mistake the final moments of her past life before death; she had clearly felt Yanchen Fu’s love for her.

She pondered silently, “When exactly did Yanchen Fu start liking me? Why was I completely oblivious to it in my previous life?”

In the following two days, Yanchen Fu truly went through with the matchmaking appointments, seemingly earnest each time. Today’s date—she had no idea which number he was on.

To extract specific details about Yanchen Fu’s blind dates from Yihe Yun, Mengxia Shen had endured countless hotpot dinners. In the end, she risked her safety just to keep an eye on Yanchen Fu’s matchmaking sessions.

At this moment, Yanchen Fu sat in a café opposite a woman whose makeup was meticulously done. He smiled politely but his mind was on Mengxia Shen.

He knew she would definitely try to sabotage things, but he had no intention of stopping her—in fact, he welcomed it.

Since that day when Mengxia Shen had blurted out, “Then will you marry me?” in utter confusion, Yanchen Fu had been spellbound, unable to stop thinking about her.

Yet, he was unsure of her true feelings toward him, so the typically aloof billionaire CEO found himself curious and wanted to test her emotions. He thought he might as well observe her reaction during these matchmaking encounters.

Every time he went on a blind date, Mengxia Shen would appear by some excuse or another, which made Yanchen Fu feel a bit smug.

Meanwhile, Mengxia Shen was hiding just outside the café, secretly watching Yanchen Fu and the other woman.

Seeing them happily chatting, a pang of jealousy stirred within her heart.

She walked into the café and deliberately bumped into Yanchen Fu’s table, spilling coffee all over the matchmaking woman.

Yanchen Fu looked at her in surprise, about to speak, but Mengxia Shen quickly began apologizing, “Sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to. Godfather, are you trying to find me a godmother again?”

The woman’s face instantly darkened upon witnessing this scene, but she endured it and politely said to Yanchen Fu, “I’m going to the restroom.”

Yanchen Fu looked at Mengxia Shen with a mix of helplessness and fondness, saying, “Not studying properly at school again, just here to cause trouble.”

Mengxia Shen smiled mischievously and proudly, “I just don’t want you going on blind dates with other women. In my heart, your fiancée can only be me.”

Yanchen Fu sighed in resignation and feigned seriousness, “Then why do you want to marry me?”

Mengxia Shen’s cheeks flushed slightly. “Anyway, I didn’t understand when I was younger, but now I know—I like only you. I won’t let any other woman steal you away. Your fiancée can only be me.”

Yanchen Fu’s usually calm face betrayed a faint, almost imperceptible smile, but it quickly smoothed out like the surface of a lake stirred by the wind.

He looked at her with a half-smile and softly said, “Then what about Huaiting Ye? I’m not blind these years, you know.”

His words struck like thunder, leaving Mengxia Shen utterly stunned.

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Yanchen Fu, her cherry lips parted, yet no sound escaped.

Her mind went blank; she couldn’t comprehend what was happening, let alone respond.

Before she could recover from the shock, a sharp slap landed across her tender, pale cheek like a sudden storm.

Accompanied by a crisp, resounding smack, a burning pain spread across one side of her face.

She felt dizzy, staggering back several steps before barely managing to steady herself.

When Mengxia Shen finally saw who had struck her, it was the woman Yanchen Fu had just been on a blind date with.