Chapter 1047: 1046. Engagent ring
Just two short lines of dialogue revealed a wealth of information—more than enough for the audience closely monitoring Uncle She and Yu.
[I think we can add one more detail. Uncle She seems to have the last na Tang?]
[If I didn’t mishear it… it was indeed ntioned that his last na is Tang.]
[Wait a second, I think I heard the words “Shushu”—which Shu are they talking about?]
[Hold up! Doesn’t this combo seem a bit… odd? Tang Shu? Tang Shu?!]
[Errrrr, calm down, calm down. It might not be the Shu from Tang Shu, and it could also an Tang Sothing Shu, or maybe Tang Shushu?]
[To the person above, your attempt to reason your way out of this feels kind of like a desperate rescue effort…]
[Just admit it, accept the reality: She and Yu combined spells out Shu, and I finally know why Father She’s voice sounded so familiar—it’s literally like Father Tang! Did you all forget? The Father Tang living in Tang Village!!!]
[…]
The scrolling comnts collectively fell silent. Either people were typing […] or [!!!] instead. Netizens watching the livestream suddenly found themselves at a loss for words.
The first to react were Cloudscape Pharma employees and a group of art enthusiasts.
[I told you ages ago that it’s Tang Shu. I saw her in person at a competition, but y’all just wouldn’t believe .]
[Co on, keep disbelieving, keep derailing the conversation. I’m curious to see how far you guys will go this ti!]
The viewers, shaken to the core, declared they needed so ti to process.
“Please do not disturb, rebooting…”
When Tang Shu saw [Tang Shu] along with the avalanche of exclamation marks flooding the screen, she had just hung up after talking to Father Tang, the smile on her face not yet faded.
Jing Yu, leaning against the doorfra nearby, watched her quietly with a teasing smile in his eyes.
“Shushu, your livestream room exploded.”
[Oh~ Shushu, it must be referring to Tang Shu!!!]
[Oh my gosh, this voice is gorgeous. Wait, hold on… are we missing sothing important here?]
[Following the bombshell news that She and Yu equals Tang Shu, here’s another revelation: Tang Shu apparently has a boyfriend she seems to be living with. Case closed.]
[!!!]
Tang Shu quickly noticed yet another wave of exclamation marks rolling in.
She could already picture the headlines tomorrow: “Shocking! Actress Tang Shu spotted cohabiting with boyfriend—confird!”
The netizens, accustod to digging up gossip, showed impressive adaptability, swiftly shifting their focus to questions like “Who is the alleged live-in boyfriend?” and “Is he from the industry or outside of it?”
Once again, Tang Shu experienced their passion firsthand.
“Not a live-in boyfriend.”
Jing Yu’s voice rang out again in the livestream as he stood behind his fiancée, his chin resting lightly on Tang Shu’s fluffy head as he concentrated on the rapidly scrolling comnts displayed on-screen.
“Shushu, quickly, declare yourself properly.”
Tang Shu: “…”
Is this seriously the key point here? Is it?!
Jing Yu chuckled softly, removing the PVC gloves Tang Shu had been using to process the snow lotus. With his other hand, he retrieved a mutton fat jade ring from the jewelry box beside them.
The viewers in the livestream witnessed this entire scene unfold within seconds, catching sight of the large, simple male ring on the hand wrapped around hers.
No need for comparison—it was clearly a matching set.
“Hello, everyone. Shushu is a bit shy. I’m her fiancé.”
Oh~~ so it’s an engagent ring.
I seriously almost thought you two were already married.
Wait, engagent ring… What the heck, what the heck, what the heck—Tang Shu is engaged?!
The viewers unraveled again, and the comnt section scrolled so fast it practically beca unreadable. If sound could be added, the entire livestream room would have echoed with screams loud enough to blow the roof off.
Tang Shu had officially given up trying to salvage the situation.
Fine, it’s out now. Whether it’s sooner or later doesn’t matter. Hopefully Sister Luo doesn’t co for her about this—because honestly, she didn’t say a single word.
The next mont, Jing Yu received a glare from his fiancée, but the man, clearly riding a wave of happiness, didn’t mind in the slightest. In fact, he interpreted it as encouragent.
“Shushu, they’re asking if we go on dates… I think the audience has already witnessed the entire process, but apparently, they don’t realize that.”
Tang Shu desperately wanted to tell him to please shut up before Sister Luo storms in tomorrow with a knife, but as she turned to face those deep, brilliantly bright eyes, all her words vanished.
Brighter than the stars. The last ti she saw that light was when they decided to be together.
Jing Yu, seemingly sensing sothing, turned slightly to glance at her, his gaze lingering for a mont before the amusent in his eyes deepened.
[What “entire process”? We haven’t seen even a hint, alright?]
[Exactly! Fiancé, can you explain more clearly, stop beating around the bush, ahhhhh!]
[Tang Shu’s never been rumored to have a boyfriend, okay? She never even does fake romances while filming dramas!]
[Tang Shu is literally the most low-profile celebrity with zero gossip. Suddenly revealing a fiancé out of nowhere, and what’s this about “witnessing the whole process”?]
[Wait, could it be soone we know? Is it one of the male stars she’s worked with?]
The audience’s imagination exploded instantly, as they rattled off the nas of every male celebrity Tang Shu had collaborated with. anwhile, Jing Yu’s expression turned darker with each na.
Tang Shu burst into laughter and shot him a aningful glance.
See? You brought this on yourself. Can’t bla others for guessing wrong.
Jing Yu fell silent for a mont, the twinkle in his eyes suddenly dimming into shadowed amusent. Leaning closer to Tang Shu’s ear, he spoke in a low, crystal-clear voice:
“Enjoying this, huh?”
His voice, small yet deliberate, felt as if each word landed directly on Tang Shu’s heart, leaving her frozen as she pointed toward the livestream to signal him to behave.
“Thanks for reminding . They can’t see us.”
Her livestream routine always involved placing the HD cara squarely on her workspace full of processing tools. What appeared on screen were only her hands.
Now there were two pairs.
Of course, there could’ve been more.
Jing Yu straightened up slightly, created so distance, and repositioned the cara.
“Looks like I need to assert my claim here. Hello, everyone, I’m Jing Yu. Next ti, please don’t get it wrong.”
The next mont, the livestream featured a handso and familiar face—and right beside him was Tang Shu’s elegantly beautiful features, clearly visible.
Netizens: “…”
Tang Shu: “…”
Great, this ti the screams were genuine and deafening.
***
That night at 9 PM, Uncle She and Yu’s livestream room descended into chaos.
[Faced with two ceiling-tier faces all of a sudden, I’m absolutely floored.]
[Holy crap, scared half to death. This is basically a god-tier pairing, blinding my titanium-alloy-dog eyes!]
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