Yibo POV
The guy I recognized as Harry Fanshaw walked up on the stage and the music lulled. He requested for us to take our seats, as the auction was about to commence. He greeted everyone and acknowledged all the important guests that we're able to come tonight. He also acknowledged Zhan; who raised his glass as the crowd cheered.
Zhan's confident and refined demeanor never failed to amaze me; hopefully, some of it would rub off on me because I failed miserably in comparison. He smiled when he caught me staring at him, Harry officially opened the auction.
Many different kinds of art paintings and antiques were brought out for auction, Zhan bid on some of them. His fascination with art was very evident at the castle. He asked me which one I fancied and I pointed at the one painting; it looked like a father and a child sitting by the lake, they were fishing.
It seemed to remind me of all the fun things my dad and I did when I was a kid, and the fantasy I had of Zhan and his little boy. Zhan bid on it and raised the stakes, as the guy across from us wanted it just as badly, he and the guy went at it. Zhan got impatient and my eyes widened as he called out a formidable sum, the guy hung his head in defeat.
The auctioneer yelled sold and the crowd cheered. The auction dragged on for another hour then Harry thanked the bidders and proclaimed the auction over. The crowds went back to winning and dining, some of them went back to the bar and some to the dance floor.
"Shall we?" Zhan asked holding out his hand, I smiled and put my hand in his. He led me to the dance floor and pulled me into his arms.
We swayed to the melody; it was up-tempo and exciting. Zhan was very creative and fun-spirited when he wanted to be, gracefully twirling me around all over the dance floor; I couldn't help but giggle. I saw a camera flash in our direction; I thought for sure there was no press here. They did a good job at being discreet then.
The crowd cheered for the live band when the song ended, it seemed we were not the only ones having fun. The band started playing a slower dreamy tune, Zhan tightened his arm around my waist pulling me closer and he held my hand to his chest in the other. I sighed inwardly and rested my head on his shoulder as we moved to the music.
"You didn't have to do that you know," I said, referring to the painting. He shrugged "It was for a good cause, besides I made you happy in the process. That's a bonus on my part" he said, I smiled.
Zhan was actively involved in many charities all around the world, and more so for the Zhan Foundation; a charity started by his grandparents. It helped orphaned and disadvantaged children from all around the world, he loved it dearly. He gave away as much as he received.
He refers to himself as a dark soul, but I strongly disagree. His giving and unselfish nature only strengthened that resolve. If someone like Zhan was damned then so help me God I was too, and he referred to me as pure and good. "I was wondering what drew you to it" he said, breaking my train of thought.
"Well it sort of reminded me of my dad and my childhood" I said and paused a little "It also reminds me of a fantasy I have, of you and a child. Imagining you and that fatherly position made me happy I guess. That was something I would've liked to witness first hand" I said, unsure of myself.
"You dream about bearing my children Yibo?" He whispered in my ear. I took a deep breath at his warm tone and nodded. A little chagrinned having to admit this, but then again he knew I loved him. He stopped dancing and looked into my eyes, his gaze bore into my soul.
"Come with me," he said, holding my hand; he led me off the dance floor and through the crowds. We went up the stairs and turned into the first-floor hallway "Where are we going?" I asked, looking around.
"You'll see," he said, as we came across another flight of stairs and he opened a door. It was for roof access, I then understood why he brought me here.
I stared at the St. George skyline; it was wonderful. His arms wrapped around my waist and he kissed my nape, "What a view" I exclaimed. "I know," he said "But I also wanted us to have a little privacy," he added, I turned and gave him a puzzled look; he took a deep breath, not sure what for.
"I promised not to leave you Yibo and I intend on keeping it," he said taking my hands in his "You are everything to me; if you asked me to walk through fire that day I would've. I love you more than you can imagine, to me the sun rises and sets with you little one, and that's my whole life right there," he said.
I smiled, a little surprised by his confession; Zhan normally showed me his feelings not tell me, it was good to hear them. He looked at the city lights and smiled to himself "Wherever my parents are, they are very happy right now. This is what they wanted for me, I always knew it. But for a very long time I bid it useless and pathetic, I thought I didn't need it, that I could never need it.
He was confusing me "Need what?" I asked, and he smiled, "You, a proper life, love...kids" he said softly, my heart leaped at the way he said kids. I stared at him adoringly and smiled too.
He looked at the skyline and then at me again; he got down on one knee in front of me. For a moment I looked at him confused, my mind couldn't comprehend what he was doing fast enough and then it hit me. He was proposing!!
My hand muffled my gasp, as he took a ring box out of his jacket pocket and opened it. I stared at the beautiful ring inside; it had a big round diamond in the middle with smaller diamonds surrounding it. It had a more vintage style cut to it and was probably worth more than what I could make in my whole life.
"This was my mother's ring," he said, "I just never thought I'd use it" he said looking at me and gave me a heartbreakingly gorgeous smile. "So this is me, on one knee pledging myself, my love and devotion to you in hopes that you'd do me the honor of becoming my life partner... from bae to wife I can say" he said fervently.
I closed my eyes for a second, tears escaping; my heart was drumming in my ears. "I cannot be expected to live without you" he continued using my own words "In that sense, if you don't say yes I will kill you and myself" he teased. I laughed, fresh tears coming down my face, his expression turned solemn again
"Wang Yibo, will you marry me?" he asked
"Yes" I whispered trying to breathe, he smiled and took out the ring; sliding it onto my ring finger. I laughed and cried as he stood up, kissed my left hand, and scooped me into his arms twirling us both around laughing too.
I screamed in pure delight, even the wildest, craziest dreams come true. I couldn't believe I was going to be his spouse..., something I thought was impossible not so long ago. He put me down and kissed me fervently, cupping my face "Thank you" he breathed, I shook my head touching his hands.
"No, thank you" I said, "You gave me something I've always wanted and I thought I couldn't have...you. And that's my whole life right there" I added. He tightly embraced me, I rested my head on his chest; feeling pure happiness, I would remember this night for the rest of my life.
I looked over Zhan's shoulder to see fireworks from afar "Did you do that?" I asked incredulously. "Do what?" he asked, I pointed behind him, he turned and whistled under his breath "I wish I could take credit for that but I didn't" he said staring at them.
I smiled "Coincidence," I said delighted. He shook his head "Its fate" he said kissing me again.
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