The President Made Me Trend

Shen Meng’s lips curled into a sweet, blissful smile as she cast a secretive glance at her agent. It seemed she had done an excellent job keeping things under wraps these past few days, so much so that even her agent hadn’t noticed a thing.

But keeping a secret all to oneself could be quite lonely. Seeing no one else around, she leaned in and whispered, “Actually, Pengyuan proposed to me a couple of days ago.”

“What? A proposal?” The agent couldn’t control her emotions and nearly shouted, her voice drawing the attention of everyone around, including Mo Qinghuan and Huo-Jie, who looked over in surprise.

Shen Meng quickly covered the agent’s mouth, frowning with a sudden sense of guilt. “Why are you yelling? It’s not you who got proposed to. Keep it down, or don’t expect me to share any more secrets with you in the future.”

“Sorry, Shen Meng-Jie.” The agent realized she had overreacted. But Shen Meng being proposed to by Li Pengyuan? Who wouldn’t be shocked by that? She calmed herself but couldn’t help reminding Shen Meng, who was clearly swept up in love, “But don’t forget, Shen Meng-Jie, Mr. Li is a married man. He hasn’t even divorced yet, and he’s proposing to you. I’ve never heard of such a thing in my life.”

They say jerks have their cake and eat it too, but Li Pengyuan seemed to have his eyes on a more delicious dish before finishing the one in front of him. Even the agent was worried for Shen Meng, who dreamed of marrying into wealth. She hoped Shen Meng wouldn’t be deceived.

Sensing the agent’s concern, Shen Meng felt it was unnecessary and gave her a playful glare. “Who says you can’t marry a man who’s been married before? Besides, Pengyuan promised me he’d talk to his wife about a divorce. As soon as he’s divorced, he’ll marry me right away. I’m just waiting to become Mrs. Li.”

“Well, congratulations, Shen Meng-Jie.” The agent awkwardly didn’t know what to say. Being too blunt might upset Shen Meng, who was rarely this excited for several days in a row. Who would have thought it was for such an unbelievable reason?

Shen Meng knew her agent wasn’t in her shoes, so she couldn’t understand the joy she felt. From the moment she got involved with Li Pengyuan, she had dreamed of marrying him. Now that the dream was coming true, she couldn’t help but smile at the thought of him breaking the news to his wife.

The next day.

At the wrap-up party, Mo Qinghuan wore a beige knitted long dress, which accentuated her already stunning figure, making her the center of attention. Gu Bei, in a white suit, seemed to complement her perfectly, like the lead couple in a movie.

Holding a glass of red wine, Gu Bei approached Mo Qinghuan with a charming smile. “Qinghuan-Jie, you look absolutely stunning today.”

“Thank you for the compliment, Gu Bei. You look quite handsome yourself.” Mo Qinghuan replied politely, though her mind was elsewhere. She was worried about Lu Yucheng, who hadn’t come home last night due to work. She planned to make him some soup after the party to ensure he was taking care of himself.

Meanwhile, Shen Meng, who was in high spirits, wore a sexy red evening gown with a thigh-high slit. Her exquisite appearance, enhanced by the gown, caught the eyes of investors, who couldn’t resist approaching her. Yet, Shen Meng skillfully avoided their advances.

Having known her for a while, Mo Qinghuan found it surprising to see Shen Meng not eager to mingle with wealthy men. She chuckled softly, wondering if it was because of Li Pengyuan.

As Mo Qinghuan’s thoughts wandered, a pair of arms suddenly wrapped around her from behind. Startled, she almost jumped out of the embrace, turning around with a hint of annoyance to see none other than Lu Yucheng.

“Ha ha ha.” Lu Yucheng laughed mischievously, clearly pleased with his little prank. Seeing Mo Qinghuan’s startled expression, he said, “Did I really scare you? I’m sorry, Qinghuan. I just wanted to play a joke on you.”

“What are you doing here?” She hadn’t seen him since last night, and now he appeared out of nowhere, much to her surprise.

“I’m the boss of your company. Of course, I’d be on the guest list for the wrap-up party.” Though it had only been a night, Lu Yucheng’s longing for Mo Qinghuan was unexpectedly intense. He eagerly pulled her into his arms, ignoring the envious glances from others.

But when his eyes landed on Gu Bei’s white suit, his gentle expression vanished, replaced by a frown. “The film is done shooting. Why are you two still wearing matching outfits?”

“Who said they’re matching? It’s just a coincidence that we wore the same color,” Mo Qinghuan sighed. How had she not noticed before that Lu Yucheng was such a jealous person? Throughout the filming, he had been jealous of the young and handsome Gu Bei countless times.

Sensing trouble, Gu Bei quickly made his escape. Lu Yucheng was about to chase after him, intending to demand he change clothes, when the director approached with a mysterious air, whispering something in his ear. Lu Yucheng’s childish demeanor vanished, replaced by a satisfied nod.

The director, looking like he had received praise, respectfully said, “Well then, Mr. Lu, you can start whenever you’re ready.”

“Alright,” Lu Yucheng nodded.

After the director left, Mo Qinghuan looked at Lu Yucheng, who clearly had something up his sleeve, and asked, “What’s going on? What are you and the director planning?”

“You’ll find out soon enough.” Lu Yucheng adjusted his suit and strode confidently to the center of the crowd. There, the director had already arranged a microphone. Lu Yucheng picked it up and, with a commanding presence, said:

“First, congratulations to everyone on successfully completing the film. I hope it wins many awards. Secondly, I’m not standing here as the boss, but as an ordinary man who wants to propose to the woman he loves.”

A proposal? As soon as Lu Yucheng uttered those words, Mo Qinghuan seemed to sense something, her eyes widening. The people around her clapped in congratulations. Everyone in the film crew knew about their sweet relationship, and if Lu Yucheng was proposing, it had to be to Mo Qinghuan.

However, as the person involved, Mo Qinghuan’s face didn’t show much joy. She frowned slightly, looking at the man smiling at her from a distance. She hadn’t had the chance to tell him that after a failed marriage, she wasn’t ready to marry again. She just wanted to enjoy the sweetness of their relationship.

In her view, every romance changes the moment it steps into marriage. To preserve this freshness, she wanted to refuse, even though she knew he had planned this carefully to surprise her…