The Favored Heiress
Chapter 501: The City is Ablaze with Colored Glaze Lights

Chapter 501: Chapter 501: The City is Ablaze with Colored Glaze Lights

Approaching midnight, the private movie theater’s VIP hall, which could accommodate ten couples, began to empty as the movie ended and the couples started leaving the dim hall.

The venue for their movie date had been reserved in advance by Shang Yu.

Rather than choosing a private box, they opted for the VIP hall, sitting among other couples to enjoy the Valentine’s Day movie-going experience.

"Quick, look at your Moments, the confession screen outside has changed again."

At this moment, a couple sitting behind Li Qiao, the girl showed her boyfriend with her phone.

"It’s so ostentatious, what’s there to see."

The girl’s eyes widened as she fiercely elbowed him, "Don’t you understand romance? Are you deliberately spouting nonsense? Is this what you call ostentatious? This is clearly love!"

"What love," the boy sneered with unmistakable disdain. "It’s just built with money. Just hearing the name Shang Shaoyan, you know it’s a guy, probably kept by a rich cougar."

Shang Shaoyan, who was sitting in the front row and bowing his head to roll up his sleeves: "..."

The girl took another look at her Moments, then side-eyed her boyfriend, "Even if it’s built with money, even if Shang Shaoyan is kept by someone, their sugar mommy definitely loves him truly.

"A city-wide advertisement confession, do you think that’s something an ordinary rich woman could do? Just that billboard in the CBD center costs fifty-thousand US dollars for ten minutes, now think about how many billboards there are in South Sea City.

"Besides, can an ordinary person afford to buy out the entire city’s advertising space? Use your brain, you don’t have the money yourself, and you still have the nerve to be jealous of others."

Tonight, the entire South Sea City saw the advertisement confession.

Social media platforms like Moments and Weibo have been flooded with the text on the LED screens.

Several trending topics descended upon the major social media platforms.

The conversation between the young couple was fully overheard by Li Qiao and Shang Yu; she smiled as she looked at the man, the words about being kept echoing in her ears.

But she felt... she probably couldn’t afford to keep the South Sea merchant, Shang Shaoyan.

After all, he could casually lend Charles thirty billion US dollars and spend another thirty billion on an autobiography; she felt utterly inferior.

...

Walking out of the movie theater, both took out their phones, which were on silent, to check messages.

Unsurprisingly, their screens were flooded with countless WeChat messages and various calls.

Li Qiao’s city-wide confession had nearly shocked everyone around her.

Even the group chat from South Sea Medical University kept sending pictures of the LED screens non-stop, including the last one with Li Qiao’s name in the confession photo.

Many people were guessing whether this Li Qiao was the same campus belle Li Qiao they knew.

A city besieged with confessions, lasting almost five hours.

How much money would that have cost?

And the messages Shang Yu received were also mostly about the public proposal.

Among them, Zong Zhan, who had not yet left South Sea City, sent only one sentence: If she were my woman, I’d give her my life.

When Shang Yu saw this message, his deep gaze stirred with ripples.

Soon after, he typed a few characters in reply to Zong Zhan: My life, belongs to her.

Far away in the presidential suite of the hotel, Zong Zhan stood by the window looking at the city-wide red LED screens, and when he received the message, he couldn’t help but shake his head and chuckle.

A man spends his whole life pursuing power, wealth, status, women.

Now, Shaoyan has them all.

...

Meanwhile, at midnight, fireworks burst forth like lustrous jewels and suddenly bloomed across the city sky.

The fireworks were launched from the tallest building in South Sea City, the Yan Emperor headquarters.

Huge heart-shaped fireworks almost lit up the entire night sky.

Li Qiao stood at the entrance of the movie theater, gazing at the dazzling fireworks overhead.

Even from a distance, it did not affect the visual effect.

This was a grand fireworks feast that could shake the entire city.

Li Qiao stopped in her tracks, watching the heart-shaped fireworks above, then turned her head to look at Shang Yu after a moment.

The brilliant fireworks lit up the sky above the city and also reflected in their eyes.

Li Qiao wanted to speak, but the man’s hands on her shoulders directed her to face towards the Yan Emperor headquarters.

As the last of the super-sized fireworks soared into the sky, a line of words made of fireworks appeared.

Love You

My Girl

The man wrapped his arms around her from behind, lowered his head to her ear, and murmured softly, "Do you like it?"

Indeed, those city-wide dazzling fireworks were Shang Yu’s final Double Seven Festival gift to Li Qiao.

Knowing that Li Qiao was busy with Li Jun’s wedding, he had decided to set them off at midnight.

And if Li Qiao looked carefully, she would see that the direction of the heart-shaped fireworks was Huanan Road, where the Li Family lived.

She gave him a city-wide confession, and he gave her fireworks across the city.

Li Qiao’s eyes shimmered with the lustrous colors of the fireworks, unblinkingly watching the line of letters.

His confession was even greater than hers.

It was not ostentatious, not flamboyant, it simply told her directly, "I love you."

The fireworks show lasted for about five minutes.

But that was enough to make the whole world look up.

These two extremely low-key individuals, on Valentine’s Day, had coincidentally chosen the most high-profile way to express their love.

After the fireworks display ended, Li Qiao still stood there without any reaction.

Shang Yu, still holding her from behind, tightened his embrace, his thin lips curving into a faint smile as his deep voice, laced with laughter, asked, "Shall we go home?"

Li Qiao’s voice was a bit scratchy as she slightly turned her head, her cheek brushing against his jawline, and asked in a very calm tone, "What did those fireworks spell out?"

The man leaned in from over her shoulder, their gazes met closely as he said, "Don’t recognize it?"

Li Qiao nodded seriously, "Mhm, I didn’t see it clearly."

Shang Yu’s gaze harbored a thin layer of amusement, his handsome profile growing increasingly chiseled and captivating in the midnight hour, "Want to hear me say it?"

Li Qiao’s eyes flashed, she raised her eyebrows significantly.

The smile on the man’s lips deepened, the undercurrents in his eyes carried an air of profound mystery.

After locking eyes for a few seconds, Li Qiao was the first to concede, pulling a smile as she turned around in his embrace, pouting towards the front, "Let’s go, let’s go home."

She no longer insisted, and Shang Yu naturally took her hand and led her towards the fleet of cars.

Actually, whether he said those words or not, it wouldn’t change anything.

But still, for that instant, she held a bit more expectation, wanting to hear him say "I love you" aloud.

She thought, those two words, combined with the depth and magnetism of his voice, must be especially moving.

...

At one in the morning, they returned to the Mansion.

Li Qiao was a bit tired; despite having attended a wedding during the day and having spent an unforgettable Valentine’s night, her body’s fatigue didn’t make it to her brain, and she wasn’t the least bit sleepy.

In the Mansion’s living room, the light still maintained a dim and warm hue.

It seemed that ever since she last adjusted the brightness, Shang Yu hadn’t changed it back.

She walked over to the sofa to sit down when she saw Luoyu’s stiff movements as he placed the expensive bouquet of roses on the coffee table.

After holding them all evening, she felt like she was going to have a pollen allergy.

Not only that, as Luoyu turned around and looked down at his clothes, he noticed a lot of golden powder had sprinkled from the roses, covering her entire body and face. For the first time, she felt she glittered with gem-like brilliance.