The Master's Mask Unveiled Again-Chapter 1291 - 1290: Yun Sang Extra—Who Sends the Embroidered Letter from the Clouds? (2) [Grand Finale]

Chapter 1291: Chapter 1290: Yun Sang Extra—Who Sends the Embroidered Letter from the Clouds? (2) [Grand Finale]

The next evening.

Qiao Yaning returned in a flurry.

"Shu Shu, go downstairs and have a look. Stay calm no matter what!"

"What’s wrong? Did you see someone familiar..." Shu Shu asked expectantly, with some thoughts in her mind.

Ah... could it be that Yun Sang has come to find her?

"Just come with me, I’ll tell you in the elevator."

Downstairs.

In the romantic and exquisite hotel garden, the gentle golden glow of the evening fell down, candlelight flickered, the atmosphere was perfect.

The meticulously arranged scene was clearly meant for a confession or a proposal.

Passersby couldn’t help but stop, thinking that a fairytale-like love story would definitely unfold soon.

Over here, the hotel’s service staff said a few cheerful words to Song Zheng with smiles and then withdrew.

When Shu Shu and Qiao Yaning arrived downstairs, they were greeted by the sight of Song Zheng holding a bouquet of roses, standing in the center of flower petals and candlelight, looking at her with deep affection.

Colleagues from the research institute stood around, clapping and cheering.

Shu Shu: Ugh, how disappointing...

Seeing Shu Shu arrive, Song Zheng took a few steps forward and handed the roses to the girl.

Shu Shu didn’t take them and looked at Song Zheng awkwardly.

Song Zheng spoke with deep emotion, "Junior Shu, I don’t want to just be colleagues with you, I want to be your boyfriend. I’ve liked you for a long time..."

"Oooh!"

"Song Zheng finally got a clue, he knows how to confess!"

"Look at this confession setup, he really put his heart into it."

"Say yes, say yes!"

"..."

The colleagues cheered, making Shu Shu incredibly embarrassed.

Qiao Yaning pursed her lips, thinking that the hotel provided the confession setup for free, how could Song Zheng have put effort into it, doesn’t it just mean making use of something free?

What’s more, without confirming the girl’s feelings in advance, making such a grand confession feels a bit like moral coercion.

Shu Shu felt extremely suffocated and embarrassed.

They were all colleagues, seeing each other every day, and Song Zheng had been quite considerate to her too. She didn’t want it to turn ugly.

"Shu Shu, just say yes to me. I will treat you well for a lifetime!" Song Zheng pressed the roses into Shu Shu’s hands, ignoring the girl’s embarrassment and unease, only wanting to hear her answer.

Shu Shu stepped back in fright.

The director of the research institute, stroking his little mustache, amiably advised.

"Shu Shu, Song Zheng is hardworking, clever, and ambitious. This lad is definitely not wrong!" Although his family background isn’t great, with his abilities, the future will certainly be even brighter.

"Yes, Song Zheng is a golden bachelor in our research institute! Even my family has some relatives interested in him!"

Colleagues took turns matchmaking.

Even passersby shouted, "Get together, get together."

If Shu Shu just nodded, they could witness a romantic story.

But Shu Shu only felt like she was being forced into marriage.

"No..." Shu Shu furrowed her brow, "Senior, I only see you as a colleague."

"It doesn’t matter, from now on, you can see me as your boyfriend," Song Zheng said confidently.

"..." Shu Shu had no choice but to clearly refuse, "I don’t like you."

Saying it out loud made her feel a lot better.

"..."

The woman refused, and the cheering around immediately ceased.

The romantic atmosphere instantly turned extremely awkward.

Song Zheng’s expression faltered, incredulously asking, "How can that be?"

He considered himself a very good marriage prospect, and he had been attentive and caring enough towards Shu Shu; how could she not like him? Their colleagues all supported them so strongly, and they seemed perfectly matched, what went wrong?

Shu Shu said, "But it’s true, feelings can’t be forced."

Song Zheng didn’t understand and felt very humiliated.

"Feelings can be cultivated, you believe me, I’ll make you fall in love with me." He said, lowering his voice as he glanced around and then spoke to Shu Shu, "Shu Shu, there are so many people here, give me a face and just say yes for now. Otherwise, it will be hard for me to wrap this up."

Shu Shu incredulously looked up at this gentlemanly man.

She never asked him to confess; why was it her fault for not agreeing?

It was as if she was meeting Song Zheng for the first time. With a cold face, she calmly said, "That’s your problem."

Song Zheng got angry, "Isn’t it true that you’ve never dated anyone because you’ve been waiting for me?"

"???"

Shu Shu and Qiao Yaning were dumbfounded, where did he get such confidence?

Qiao Yaning couldn’t take it anymore and spoke up, "Senior Song, stop here. Shu Shu has the right to choose her own partner, who she likes and dates is her own freedom. Just because you like someone doesn’t mean they have to reciprocate."

"I don’t believe it." Song Zheng angrily threw the roses to the side. He had already embarrassed himself, so he didn’t fear further embarrassment.

He couldn’t let all he’d put into this for the past two years go to waste!

"Shu Shu, you have to explain yourself today, don’t you owe it to the time and effort I’ve invested in you these two years?"

The director, seeing the romantic confession turning into a messy confrontation, quickly intervened, "Song Zheng, calm down, you should return first."

Colleagues also persuaded him, not expecting that the usually mild-tempered Song Zheng could become so scary when stubborn.

But Song Zheng wouldn’t listen; he pressed Shu Shu, step by step.

"Shu Shu, do you have any difficulties, or is there something about me that needs improvement? If you’re worried I won’t appreciate you, is this all an act of playing hard to get?"

His words were humble, but his presence was imposing.

Shu Shu, exasperated, also shouted back.

"I have someone I like, okay? I was never waiting for you, but for him!"

"I don’t think I ever did anything to make you misunderstand, but just because I don’t date and stay single doesn’t mean it’s for you; stop overthinking!"

"..."

A bucket of cold water seemed to pour over Song Zheng, making him feel that two years of effort had been in vain. Throwing a coin in water would at least make a sound, he had gotten nothing.

"Who is that person...?"

If even he wasn’t good enough for her, how high could her standards be?

The guy in the wax museum who played video games?

Ha!

"None of your business." Leaving those words, Shu Shu, with red-rimmed eyes, was about to leave.

She felt both angry and annoyed, unable to believe that her gentle and refined colleague hid such a crazed side. She was also worried that in his anger, he would do something rash.

"You can’t leave!"

Song Zheng reached out to grab Shu Shu, and she screamed in fright, closing her eyes.

Being small, she wouldn’t stand a chance against an adult man in strength or speed.

Just as she thought Song Zheng might tear her apart, a cool, audacious voice suddenly rang out.

"Let her go!"

The voice was cold and cutting, directly confronting Song Zheng from the garden entrance.

Without the expected pain, Shu Shu slowly opened her eyes to see that familiar figure, draped in the glow of the setting sun, walking step by step toward her.

He was more dazzling than when he won his world championship.

"Yun Sang..." Tears flowed from Shu Shu’s eyes, her feelings of injustice, fear, and grievance poured out all at once.

Yun Sang approached Shu Shu’s side, the little girl trembling in fear. He had no time to spare and gently took her into his arms.

"It’s okay, it’s okay."

A heartbreaking ache spread from his heart...

Nestled in his embrace, Shu Shu found an unprecedented sense of security, her voice tinged with tears and grievance, "Why did you take so long?"

Her soft and gentle voice pierced through his chest, striking Yun Sang’s heart over and over.

No matter how sharp his mind is, he can’t decipher the multiple meanings of that statement.

On his way to the garden, he vaguely heard her say, "I have someone I like, is that okay? I’ve never been waiting for you, but for him!"

Could that person... be him?

Could it be?

His heartbeat surged wildly at a speed it never had before.

Even when participating in the world CTF competition, he was never this nervous.

He didn’t dare to ask, only gently patting the little friend’s back, comforting her, "I’m sorry, my fault. It’s okay now..."

The man who suddenly appeared left everyone momentarily unresponsive, dumbfounded as they looked at him.

Song Zheng observed Yun Sang for a few seconds and immediately recognized who he was.

"You’re the one playing games in the wax museum?!" It seemed he understood something.

Yun Sang raised his eyebrows, his icy eyes looking at Song Zheng as if covered in frost.

This was the man always close to Shu Shu in the photos.

He had impulsively come to Hǎichéng, never expecting he was right to come. This man actually did such an excessive thing to his little friend!

"My profession isn’t important; what’s important is that because you can’t get what you seek, you harm others—this is not what a man should do."

Yun Sang’s voice wasn’t loud, but it was cold and impactful.

Song Zheng clenched his fists tightly.

But the inspector beside him recognized Yun Sang, immediately pulling on Song Zheng to stop causing trouble.

"This is Yun Sang, the current head of the Yun Family!"

Song Zheng didn’t expect someone who played games to have such a big background, suddenly looking at the inspector.

"Is he Lu Mian’s own brother?"

No one at the physics institute didn’t know Lu Mian and Xiao Qimo, and they were very respectful of the two.

Song Zheng had long wanted to get acquainted with the Yun and Xiao families through Shu Shu.

Could it be that the man Shu Shu liked was him?

A wave of shock and fear crawled up from the soles of his feet.

Song Zheng stood there at a loss.

The inspector stepped forward to mediate: "Mr. Yun, Song Zheng is not usually like this. He was indeed overly emotional today; please forgive him this once. Song Zheng, quickly apologize to Mr. Yun!"

Song Zheng lowered his head, clenching his fists even tighter.

Yun Sang looked indifferent, still gently patting Shu Shu, looking at Song Zheng as he spoke.

"You should apologize to Miss Shu. And today when you apologize, it shouldn’t be because you’re yielding to my status and background, but because you fundamentally don’t respect women!"

Qiao Yaning just wanted to give Yun Sang a hundred likes.

What he said was absolutely right!

You two should just get together already!

I’ve been shipping this CP for five years; it’s time to give the CP fans some sweetness.

Song Zheng finally did apologize, but whether it was because of Yun Sang’s status or truly realizing his mistake, no one knew. But everyone understood that Song Zheng’s career at the physics institute had reached its end.

Yun Sang escorted Shu Shu back to her room.

In a room with just the two of them, the air became oppressively tense.

In the end, it was Shu Shu who broke the awkwardness, rubbing her nose as she softly asked, "Why did you come?"

Even though, she had purposely sent Yun Sang the photos.

If Yun Sang had been indifferent, she’d really have had no way around it.

Yun Sang awkwardly brushed his hair, walked to the window, turning his back to Shu Shu.

"...I was passing through on a business trip, thought I’d stop by."

He was too embarrassed to admit it was his nephew’s words that drove him all the way to Hǎichéng impulsively.

Anyway, this time his nephew had merited something significant, he had it in his heart.

"...Oh." There was a tinge of disappointment.

Shu Shu looked at that tall, upright figure, tracing Yun Sang’s silhouette a bit at a time.

She only dared to do those things with the wax figure, but now she suddenly really wanted to take action on him personally...

Yun Sang thought being a grown man, it wouldn’t be proper for him to stay longer in a girl’s room, he lightly coughed, "Since everything’s okay now, I’ll head back."

He turned to leave.

Shu Shu chased after him for two steps, "Wait up!"

"What is it?"

"You’ve seen everything that happened today." Shu Shu rambled on, "I’m a little scared... Could you pretend to be my boyfriend for the time being, let me ride out the storm?" After all, when Mr. Mo tricked Mianmian into coming home, didn’t he use every possible means?

Yun Sang paused, the suspicion in his heart growing more certain.

Shu Shu almost mentioned "for Mianmian’s sake, help me," fearing to cause Yun Sang’s misunderstanding.

But unexpectedly, Yun Sang agreed especially readily this time.

"Alright." Yun Sang promised with firm assurance, "Don’t worry, I won’t let anyone hurt you."

"Eh?" Shu Shu was overjoyed.

Just like Qiao Yaning said, though Yun Sang was a straightforward guy, he had his own kind of tenderness.

He used his own way to take care of her, to care for her.

Shu Shu really wanted to add: I don’t really want to pretend to be a fake couple with you, I want to...

"By the way..." Yun Sang stuck one hand in his pants pocket, as if remembering something, turning back coolly to ask Shu Shu, "Compared with the wax figure, who’s more comfortable to hug?"

Shu Shu was dumbfounded, her cheeks turned red.

Yun Sang withdrew his hand, placing both hands on the girl’s shoulders, his eyes as sharp as a hawk’s staring into hers, and gently asked again.

"I’m asking... can the fake boyfriend compare with the real one?"

Why pretend to be a couple?

Shu Shu replayed the question several times in her mind, and in Yun Sang’s eyes, full of affection and determination, she found the answer she wanted.

The deeply hidden longing and emotion finally had an outlet.

Sorry, she wasn’t a qualified CP fan, she had fallen in love with him all along...

"Ahhh..." The girl screamed excitedly, throwing her arms around the man’s neck, jumping onto him like a koala.

Yun Sang quickly extended his hand to gently hold her.

Shu Shu laughed until tears rolled down her face.

Of course, the real person is more comfortable!

Of course, a real boyfriend is better!

——

Over five long years, they finally opened up to each other.

Song Zheng’s confession was just the catalyst.

Yun Sang finally understood that when it comes to the girl you like, you have to actively pursue her.

The seemingly sweet appearances of his brothers’ relationships were only made possible through their dedication and hard work.

He posted a picture in his friend circle containing a photo of him and Shu Shu.

It read: [To whom in the cloud does a letter come, beneath the return of the wild geese, the full moon over the western balcony. Flowers drift and water flows. A kind of longing, two separated lovesickness. This feeling has no solution to eliminate; it comes from my brows and enters my heart.]

Friends sent bouquets of congratulations.

Lu Mian happily rewarded his son with a set of world classics as a present.

Lu Xun and Yun Zhishu let out a sigh of relief, finally sending their son off.

Where Feng Ting, who usually popped up in the comment section, was missing this time.

The deep and reticent man quietly sat in the office, putting the phone aside, picked up a pen, thought for a long time and wrote only two words.

[Congratulations.]

End of text.

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The story of Mr. Mo and Mian has come to an end, thanks to all the little darlings for your continuous company, I can’t bear to part with you~~ The new book is open for reservations, Copper Coin is busily writing, little darlings, bookmark it, see you in the new book!