My Wife is Actually a top-tier Soldier King?!
Chapter 637 - 637 637 Romantic!

637: Chapter 637: Romantic!

Indignant!

637: Chapter 637: Romantic!

Indignant!

“Weird!

Why hasn’t Lin come back yet?”

In the darkness, Tang Xin’s voice could be heard.

Fang Qingya responded, “Right!

She got home early last night, could she have been caught up in overtime today?”

“Overtime?

Isn’t it Saturday?

The whole world is watching the soccer match!”

“Seriously, Lin is too much.

Does she need money that badly?

She won’t even take a proper break on the weekend, insisting on running her classical music tutoring class!”

Tang Le and Tang Kang also muttered with a bit of emotion.

“If you ask me, let’s just ditch the surprise!

The dishes are getting cold.

We might as well turn on the TV and watch the game, see how the Pampas Eagles brutalize the Nordic Vikings!”

Tang Kun suggested with a hum.

Bai Fengling also made her stance clear.

“I agree!

When Lin Yuan comes back and we turn off the lights for her to make a wish and blow out the candles, you proposing in the dark, Qingya, wouldn’t it be the same?”

“Fine then!

Turn on the lights, turn on the TV!”

No sooner had Fang Qingya finished speaking than cheers erupted.

The living room lights flickered on instantly.

The huge LCD TV was also swiftly turned on.

“The Iceland team is currently behind in the score and must adjust their tactics appropriately, otherwise, it’s looking grim…”

Along with the commentator’s voice, the TV screen showed the Argentina Team persistently penetrating the field with their passes.

“Damn!

It’s already one to zero!”

“Tragic!

We completely missed the first goal!”

“Don’t worry, don’t worry, it’s going to be a goal fest tonight just like last night!”

“Can we not mention last night?

Although Portugal-Spain provided a spectacular match, it caused us to lose miserably!”

“Hey, you two hiding in the kitchen, are you sneakily making out?

Come out already!”

…

Amid the shouting,

Wu Jie came out first, with a dark face, and asked:

“Who prepared tonight’s late-night snack?”

With a swish, everyone pointed at Tang Xin in unison.

“I…

I got so caught up watching the French team’s match, I think I put too much salt.

What’s wrong?

Is it very salty?”

Tang Xin asked with an awkward smile.

“You have the nerve to ask, you almost salted me to death!”

Tang Xiao rinsed her mouth with tap water, her face full of anger as she spoke:

“It’s unbelievable that your cooking used to be so good, yet tonight the dishes are both salty and burnt!”

“Oh no worries, isn’t there still birthday cake for a late-night snack?”

With that, Tang Xin stared at the TV without batting an eyelid.

Tang Xiao took a glance.

What a sight!

Everyone was glued to the live broadcast of the soccer match, watching with earnest focus.

If they were only this focused on reading and attending class, they’d all be top students by now.

“Eh!

Where are Haizhu and Cui?” Wu Jie asked.

“The store’s too busy; they probably won’t make it over!”

Fang Qingya had barely finished speaking.

On the TV screen, the Iceland team launched an attack.

The ball tumbled around haphazardly, the first shot posing no threat.

Unfortunately, the Argentina Team’s goalkeeper didn’t clear it far, causing a melee in the box in a blink of an eye.

Suddenly!

An Iceland player took a fierce shot, and during the scramble, the ball was actually kicked into Argentina’s goal!

Goal!

It’s equalized!

In an instant.

On the soccer field, many players from the Argentina Team were somewhat dazed.

The goalkeeper cursed loudly, reminding his teammates to heighten their focus and defend forcefully.

Meanwhile, the Iceland Team, participating in the World Cup for the first time, had gone completely mad.

Their country had only 330,000 people, fewer even than the population of Tianyuan City, a super small nation.

With such a small population, many of the soccer players were part-timers—directors, dentists, entrepreneurs, and so on.

Yet, their strength was considerable, having thrashed England in the European Championships.

They had also broken through a group of strong teams in the World Cup qualifiers, entering the final thirty-two as the group leader.

In comparison…

To say nothing of making it into the World Cup, there weren’t many small, weak countries left that could even give the national team a sense of presence anymore!

At this moment.

The not-to-be-underestimated Iceland Team had stubbornly leveled the score.

To Wu Jie, this was hardly a surprise; Argentina’s defensive line was a mess.

Strong in offense, weak in defense!

If they continued like this, this match could very well end in an upset defeat, and their prospects for advancing from the group stage looked grim.

Of course…

Tang Xin, Tang Kun, and the others were glaring furiously, standing up and swearing loudly in anger.

“You idiot!

What kind of crappy goalkeeper are you?

Why didn’t you push the ball further away?”

“The defenders are a bunch of trash!

They should have cleared the ball out of the box long ago!”

“Damn it!

Is this the performance expected of a championship favorite?

Attack already!”

“Score, score!

If we don’t win this match, I’ll be completely wiped out!”

…

A bunch of lunatics!

Tang Xiao shook her head and sighed, pulling over a chair to sit down.

Wu Jie brought over some watermelon to join the bystanders.

Watching how these rich kids revealed their true colors over a soccer match.

High-intensity football games are inherently filled with uncertainties.

And if you bet too much, you’re bound to watch the game with emotion.

If your betted team performs well, you feel good, and if they don’t, you become angry, irate, and anxious…

Watching even the big star Bai Fengling, the dream goddess of countless otakus, curse in agitation.

Wu Jie felt the need to ‘cherish life, stay away from gambling on football’.

However…

The game was not theirs to play.

Despite Messi’s outstanding skills and strong attacking desire, his repeated breakthroughs and shots failed to result in a goal.

The defense of the Iceland Team was too tenacious.

It might have been their country’s harsh environment of ice and snow that forged their unbreakable character.

In the face of Argentina’s aggressive attacks, they stood firm as a mountain.

Without realizing it, the first half of the match ended.

The score was still one to one.

A bunch of people swore and complained non-stop, and it wasn’t until a while later that they remembered that tonight was Lin Yuan’s birthday celebration and Fang Qingya’s proposal.

“Damn!

It’s almost ten, why aren’t they back yet?”

“Let’s call and ask!

Hope nothing happened!”

“What could happen?

They’re just across the street!”

As they spoke, the door opened.

Lin Yuan walked in, tiredly carrying several bags.

Looking at the situation, she had received quite a few gifts!

As gentlemen, Wu Jie and Tang Kun rushed forward to lend a hand.

“Birthday girl, why did you just get back?” Tang Xiao also came over to help carry things.

“Ah!

It’s because of those students!

They somehow found out it’s my birthday today, insisted on giving me presents, made me a cake, and even sang a birthday song…”

As she spoke, Lin Yuan took off her high heels, put on her flat slippers, and walked over tiredly.

After taking a few steps, Lin Yuan suddenly turned her head.

“Eh!

Why are you two back?

Weren’t you on your honeymoon?”

“We rushed back just for your birthday, happy now?”

Fang Qingya laughed and took the lead, promptly signaling to Tang Le and Tang Kang.

With a clap.

The living room lights went out, but nobody turned off the television.

Soft music mixed with the television commercials.

Tang Le and Tang Kang swiftly brought out a big cake from the master bedroom doubling as a broadcast room.

“Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday…”

Tang Xin hurried to turn off the TV and then led the singing of the birthday song, picking up the lighter to ignite the candles one by one.

The cake was set down, and the candlelights flickered gently.

The warm glow bathed everyone’s smiling faces.

The dignified and elegant classic beauty, Lin Yuan, could hardly hide her joy and emotion.

Her exquisite face was filled with happiness.

Her watery, autumnal eyes brimmed with emotion.

“Birthday girl, what are you waiting for?

Make a wish quickly!

Don’t open your eyes while the birthday song is still playing!”

Fang Qingya prompted with a hearty laugh.

Lin Yuan didn’t refuse and clasped her delicate hands at her chest, closing her beautiful eyes devoutly to make a silent wish.

At this moment.

Everyone except for Wu Jie and Tang Xiao began to get busy.

Moving the sofas aside, they used candle lamps to create a heart shape.

Scattering rose petals, the bright red petals covered the surrounding area.

Setting up the projector, the not-so-cheap holographic projector displayed photos and video clips of Lin Yuan and her partner from the past.

…

Everything was done in an orderly fashion, clearly having been rehearsed and planned in advance.

They all kept busy, continuing to sing the birthday song, all so Lin Yuan wouldn’t open her eyes and see.

Finally!

The singing stopped.

“Open your eyes and blow out the candles!” Tang Xiao said with a grin.

Lin Yuan opened her eyes, ready to blow out the candles, but…

The birthday cake had already been moved aside.

The romantic scene that met her eyes left her stunned.

Fang Qingya knelt on one knee, holding a bouquet of carnations, smiling.

Her gaze filled with affection, she gently opened her lips.

“Having known you for more than four years, I’ve broken through moral taboos and societal barriers to come together with great difficulty!”

“We’ve had our happy moments and our quarrels, our separations, but it’s these ups and downs that have made me realize all the more how much I can’t let go of you!”

…

Sentimental!

Tender!

Fang Qingya’s voice was soft, her words flowed slowly.

In this moment.

Everyone spread out around them, quietly listening and watching.

If they could come here, they naturally knew about the relationship between the two and also approved of them being together.

Lin Yuan and Fang Qingya were both very exceptional.

Lin Yuan was an orphan, and her unique upbringing gave her a nontraditional perspective on emotions.

Fang Qingya, on the other hand, lived in a special kind of family, with her father Fang Guozhi being one of the big shots in Tianyuan.

Having been pampered from a young age and grown up abroad, her worldview was quite different from the conventional mindset back home.

That these two came together wasn’t really a surprise.

However…

The romantic proposal before them would seem more conventional if it were between a man and a woman.

But who would say anything now?

After all, it was their own choice.

With a solid emotional foundation, the sentimental confession led everything to fall naturally into place.

Exchanging rings, embracing with deep affection…

Even though Tang Xin and the others were egging them on relentlessly, the two women ultimately did not display any intimacy.

As they were about to cut the cake and share their happiness, an anxious Tang Kun immediately turned on the TV.

At that moment.

The Argentina Team had just been awarded a penalty kick, with Messi stepping up to the spot.

In an instant.

Everyone’s attention was captured by the soccer game.

A whistle blew!

Messi took his run-up and shot…

The ball didn’t take a tricky angle; instead, it was too straight, allowing the goalkeeper to save it easily.

Boom!

The entire place erupted, the penalty was missed!!

Messi also stood near the penalty spot, somewhat dumbfounded.

Meanwhile, Tang Kun, Tang Xin, and the others watching live were instantly furious, nearly throwing the cake at the TV screen.

They had been on the verge of taking the lead, but were instead stuck at a tie.

Missing such an opportunity naturally led to a barrage of curses.

Tang Xin, Tang Kun, and the others had bet heavily on the Argentina Team, and they cursed and fumed for quite some time.

The romantic atmosphere of Fang Qingya’s proposal to Lin Yuan was naturally shattered by the outpouring of curses.

However, as everyone was good friends, they didn’t mind, and both Fang Qingya and Lin Yuan watched the game with earnest attention.

Yet…

The next thirty-plus minutes of the game were so frustrating, people ran out of energy to curse.

Chance after chance was missed, shot after shot went unconverted.

When the final whistle of the match sounded, the Icelandic players on the field were ecstatic, as were the fans, who went wild with excitement.

Their war songs were powerful and spirited.

The tiny Iceland, with so few people, had miraculously made it into the World Cup finals.

Scoring in their first match and getting a point from the hot favorite Argentina Team was something to celebrate.

They deserved to celebrate, but Messi’s Argentina Team was completely disheartened.

Of course.

The most devastated were the fans (and gamblers) in front of the TV.

Tang Xin and the others were just stunned and heartbroken.

Yet Tang Kun actually fainted, rolling his eyes up and collapsing right then and there.

It felt like the penalty Messi missed had kicked away half of his life.

He’d lost all his savings and even borrowed half a million from Wu Jie.

He had thought it was a sure win without any loss, but ended up with nothing!

After being revived, Tang Kun’s face crumpled as he pounded his chest and stamped his feet in frustration.

“Don’t stop me, I’m going to the roof!”