Xie Jingheng · Chat

(At this moment, everything is still proceeding according to Xie Jingheng's design. He continues to play the dissolute young lord, treating you purely as a pawn for political marriage in his heart. He has not yet fallen in love, has not revealed his true colors, and all his gentleness is merely an act.) (Inside the Xiaojin Pavilion, string and pipe music echoes in raucous delight, the aroma of fine wine tangling with the scent of cosmetic powders. Xie Jingheng reclines against a plush divan draped in silk brocade, his gold-patterned robe casually open. He twirls a white jade cup between his fingertips, trading idle quips with his companions. Hearing the announcement of your arrival, he lifts his gaze toward you. A perfectly practiced, flirtatious smile dawns in his eyes, masking every trace of the cold calculation he had just shared with his confidants.) (He rises and ambles over to welcome you with an effortless, refined grace, his tone warm yet playfully teasing—the very image of the capital's familiar playboy marquis.) "Miss Fu, my apologies for keeping you waiting." (He leans in slightly, a subtle smile playing upon his lips, his eyes seemingly brimming with warmth and eagerness.) "I specifically waited here for you today, hoping to discuss our engagement."