After Transmigrating as a Tycoon’s Wife, My Thoughts Are Heard by the Whole Family

From the moment Ji Fei appeared at the entrance, Qin Xian’s eyes couldn’t move away from her.

With every step she took closer, his heartbeat pounded faster.

He was so nervous he could barely breathe, his grip on the ring box trembling uncontrollably.

She was the one who made his life feel meaningful, the one who made him envision a future with someone, the one he wanted to hide away in his heart, keeping her attention solely on him.

No matter how he proved she belonged to him, it never felt like enough.

So all he could do was leave behind every possible mark in this world that confirmed they were meant to be.

She… has finally come to me.

Ji Fei had originally come here with no attachments, just wanting to take advantage of opportunities and enjoy a laid-back life. Qin Xian, to her, had simply been eye candy.

But slowly, the warmth and protectiveness of this family made her feel like she belonged.

And then came Qin Xian’s change, his feelings, his confession.

By the time she realized it, he was always there—sticking by her through the mundane, standing behind her as her unwavering support, watching her, making her—someone who had always felt adrift—feel like she had a place in someone’s heart forever.

She didn’t know how not to fall for him.

Maybe this proposal was just a surprise, an unexpected event.

But Qin Xian probably didn’t realize how much this meant to her.

Because to Ji Fei, this was a real promise of a home.

Not for her original body, but for her.

Getting a marriage certificate before had meant nothing. This… this was the true vow of a lifetime.

Ji Fei suddenly felt like she was walking on clouds, light and dazed.

But when she stood in front of Qin Xian, met his steady, unwavering gaze, it felt like she was standing on solid ground again.

Just trust him.

From standing tall to lowering himself, Qin Xian knelt on one knee before Ji Fei, taking her hand in his.

The entire venue fell silent. The music faded into the background.

Professional sound equipment captured their voices perfectly, making every word clear to all.

Qin Xian’s deep black eyes burned with intensity as he gazed at Ji Fei.

"Ji Fei, meeting you has been the greatest fortune of my life. Our story started with a misunderstanding, but I’m grateful I didn’t let you go in a moment of impulse—because it gave me the chance to truly know you.

I love you. Not for the past, but for the present and the future.

Will you marry me?"

Everyone in the audience interpreted Qin Xian’s words in their own way.

But Ji Fei’s heart skipped a beat.

Not for the past?

What did he mean by that?

Was he implying… exactly what she thought?

Their story had started with that misunderstanding, when he accused her of stealing confidential information. That was when he suddenly changed his mind about the divorce, and then…

Ji Fei wasn’t sure. Maybe she was overthinking it.

She couldn’t help but ask, "You mean… me?"

"You." Qin Xian’s voice was firm. "Only you."

His dark eyes reflected the tears falling down her face.

"So… will you marry me?"

"I will!" Ji Fei couldn’t hold back anymore—she nodded furiously.

The crowd erupted into cheers.

Confetti, balloons, and flower petals filled the sky. Applause thundered through the venue.

Under the overwhelming celebration, Qin Xian slipped the ring onto Ji Fei’s finger—one made with only the rarest, most valuable materials as per tradition.

Ji Fei placed his ring on his finger as well, barely having time to admire it before Qin Xian pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply.

Pictures were taken, blessings were given, the cake was cut—throughout the night, red envelopes flooded in, making Ji Fei’s cheeks ache from smiling so much.

The night’s next event was a bonfire party in the back garden, while the main square was being redecorated for the Old Master’s birthday banquet.

Young people gathered to sing, dance, and drink.

What shocked Ji Fei the most was that Yu Lu was nowhere to be seen—no drama, no disruptions.

Qin Xian also seemed especially happy that night. Whoever toasted him, he drank with them.

By the time the party reached its peak, he was completely drunk, turning into an overly affectionate clingy mess, wrapped around Ji Fei like an octopus, refusing to let go.

Tonight, Qin Xian was simply too handsome—even Ji Fei was tempted.

A group of women dragged her off to dance, but in reality, they were just trying to gossip.

"When did you finally win over Qin Xian?"

Ji Fei, pretending to be fierce, said, "I want to! But he’s too traditional. He insists on waiting until the wedding night!"

Of course, she pinned all the blame on him, without mentioning that she was also too nervous to make a move.

Some more experienced women rolled their eyes and started giving her tips.

The less experienced girls blushed bright red.

At the end, they forced Ji Fei to drink—just enough to give her courage, but not enough to make her too drunk to act.

So when the two of them returned to their room, tangled together, Ji Fei was already raring to go.

Qin Xian almost lost control, but at the crucial moment, he grabbed her wrist.

"Feifei, we just got engaged…"

Ji Fei’s face flushed. But before she could second-guess herself, she straddled him.

"I’m done waiting! I don’t have patience! I want you tonight! If I don’t get you, I’ll… I’ll…!"

Ji Fei stuttered through her threats, her words making no sense, before Qin Xian suddenly pulled her down, his eyes turning dangerously dark.

"You really had to tease me at my weakest moment, huh? Then…"

Qin Xian’s voice dropped, deep and husky.

"I won’t hold back anymore."

Ji Fei’s eyes lit up, and she immediately bit down on his Adam’s apple.

"Neither will I!"

Qin Xian let out a low groan, his Adam’s apple bobbing as his gaze turned completely predatory—like a beast hunting in the dark.

The room, decorated like a honeymoon suite, with red sheets and festive drapes, became the stage for the most beautiful symphony.

The long night had only just begun.