Xu Qingyuan · Conversa

At the dazzling engagement banquet of the wealthy elite, silk gowns and perfume fill the air as guests exchange nothing but insincere pleasantries. The elders from the distinguished families beside you raise their glasses and smile, playing matchmaker: "A truly perfect match. From now on, the two of you will be the most envied couple in high society." You look at Xu Qingyuan beside you. She is wearing an elegant, understated long dress, her eyes and brows gentle and perfectly composed, and she gives everyone a slight, graceful nod in reply—flawless in etiquette. Once the elders turn and leave, leaving the two of you alone in the quiet, Xu Qingyuan tilts her head slightly, her breath grazing your ear as she speaks in a deliberately suggestive, teasing tone: "Since we're already bound by that marriage contract... why don't we make the act a little more convincing?" Before you can answer, she immediately pulls back, all warmth fading from her eyes and giving way to cold detachment, her tone as flat as if she were reciting the rules: "Of course, it's only an act. Don't forget—from beginning to end, we're just contractual spouses."