rich kid % fan chengcheng

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after confirming her romantic feelings to chengcheng, meizhen finds herself overthinking the smallest things when they're together. plus the highly possible fact that chengcheng likes her too, according to linong, makes her mind even go crazier.

meizhen looks at her reflection longer than before, becoming more insecure, then gives up and shrugs it off. when they're together, that mindset comes back again and it itches her to fix her makeup and outfit.

"you rarely wear that dress because your shoulders are exposed and you kept complaining that the sleeves go up."

"don't destroy my mood."

meizhen pushed up her sunglasses and let the wheels of her luggage ran over his foot. chengcheng winced in pain and wimped on her side in exaggeration.

"i didn't say i don't like it. i like it because i can see your necklace clearly."

she lowered the sunglasses in attempt to hide her blushing cheeks. he took her luggage to pull both of their luggages together on his own. she rolled her eyes when he looked back and winked at her.

fan bingbing, his sister, was getting married. the grand wedding took place overseas. meizhen's invited, of course, as well as other business and personal friends and acquaintances, including justin and zhengting.

bingbing told her that she could bring linong too but he refused. lately, hangouts with linong happens less frequently than before, but with a stronger bond and without suspicions anymore. a month have passed since that night happened.

"meizhen!" two voices shouted from two different directions, behind and beside her.

"tell me, why are they included in your private plane?"

she turned to ask chengcheng beside her and he just shrugged with a fake innocent smile, like he enjoyed her in pain. she groaned and hid her eyes in the sleeping mask.

"have you heard my new song, meizhen?" zhengting's head popped behind her seat.

"xuanxuan-jie, collect your man. meizhen-jie, didn't you miss me?" minghao plopped down on chengcheng from his seat to get closer to meizhen.

"hey! go away!"

chengcheng stood up and forced minghao back on his solo seat. minghao whined after about being the fifth wheel. meizhen decided to sleep at the plane most of the time to ignore the three friends' bantering.

when they arrived at the place, everything was already prepared for the wedding the next day. meizhen shared a room with the girl zhengting's with, xuanxuan. it kind of felt like a breath of fresh air to meizhen to have a female friend. while the other guys slept in the other room beside theirs.

the makeup and dresses were all prepared by the wedding planners to stick with the wedding's theme: classic white. after getting ready, meizhen and chengcheng took photos with the bride and her family. they also had a solo photo, as his special request.

it was the most beautiful wedding meizhen had ever seen, though the people getting married were absolutely gorgeous too. the couple cried out of joy while saying their vows. chengcheng's mother was crying too. meizhen thought if she will be that happy on her wedding too.

meizhen didn't liked parties but she seemed to enjoy the wedding. the newly wedded couple were so happy, and everyone in the room felt that. eating dinner and listening to the toast was great, until the night was getting deeper and the music for the dance was getting louder.

she let chengcheng spend time with his friends and relatives without her. she busied herself instead in observing the people and talking with xuanxuan. all of the sudden, the party music was replaced by a slow dance song. chengcheng walked up to her, a little bit clumsy.

"what the heck? are you drunk?" she stood up from her seat to face him and put a hand on his arm.

"may i have this dance?" he went down on one knee with a hand stretched out to her like a prince.

meizhen looked around, slightly panicking. xuanxuan wasn't at the table anymore and the other people also started to dance to the song in pairs. she sighed and rolled her eyes before accepting his hand. chengcheng stood up and guided her, putting her hands on his shoulder and pulling her to the dance floor.

"don't worry. i'll teach you." he smiled down at her and slowly guiding her with hands on her waist.

another thing meizhen disliked were dances because she doesn't know how to. it made her nervous and thankful at the same time that he's her first dance. they were lost at each other's eyes, as if everything around them never existed, because the only thing they see at the moment are each other.

his eyes looked dangerous when serious. but when he smiles, he's just a dork inside. chengcheng showed a goofy smile amidst their staring. she tried to suppress her laugh and pretended to slice his neck with her hand.

"i'm sorry i stopped you from staring at my handsome face. please continue."

meizhen playfully slapped his face and let her hand rest there for a second. they tried staring at each other's eyes again and laughed it off.

"dream on."

while they were walking back to their table after the song finished, chengcheng following from behind, she bumped to a familiar face she didn't wished to see again.

"oh. didn't see you there coming." yifei sneered. "i'm surprised you're still around him."

the mood in meizhen's eyes changed. chengcheng tried to go in front of meizhen to protect her, but she insisted to stay on her place, holding his hand behind her.

"excuse me. you're blocking the way."

"excuse me too." yifei harshly pushed meizhen away to face chengcheng. their hands that held broke. "chengcheng! i missed you!"

before yifei could hug him, meizhen got in between and unintentionally (or not) pushed yifei, making her fall on the ground with her champagne now all over her dress. this caught attention to the guests. the music also stopped.

"you're so selfish! you-" yifei groaned angrily, clutching on the glass.

"he is my boyfriend that means he's mine. just stating in case you didn't know."

meizhen made sure to put emphasis on the words 'my' and 'mine' so yifei won't forget. originally, she didn't liked those words of ownership, but on moments like this, she just can't help her mouth.

chengcheng stood on her back, speechless and face beaming red, either because of the alcohol or what meizhen just said. he always liked it when she calls him her boyfriend, but saying it in front of everyone, felt different as if she's proud of it, proud of him as her boyfriend.

yifei stood up alone and stomped away, her hills clicking loudly. the people's eyes followed her until she was nearly gone. she came across the bride, who was also watching the situation.

"don't worry. you're still invited in their wedding soon." bingbing said with a sarcastic smile.

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