After Transmigrating into a Professional Bootlicker, I Messed Up - Chapter 75.1

“Congratulations, Miss Lin Luo, on winning the Best Actress award at the XXX Film Festival!”

“We’ve heard your wedding with Mr. Ji Chi’an is approaching. Could you share some details?”

“Does this mean it’s a double celebration? Congratulations! May we know which country the wedding will be held in?”

“Will the wedding be private or public? Chinese or Western style?”

“Will you consider stepping away from acting after marrying Mr. Ji?”

…

The media swarmed around, camera flashes nonstop, and one question after another was thrown her way. Fang Xi stood in front, shielding Lin Luo and waving her arms. “Please, media friends, give us some space! We’re on a tight schedule and can’t take interviews right now. Thank you for understanding!”

She managed to escort Lin Luo through the crowd and into the car, exhaling in relief. “Luo Luo, I think you need to hire a couple of bodyguards.”

Lin Luo smoothed her dress with a smile. “Come on, then people would say I’m acting like a diva.”

“What’s wrong with that? You’ve won the Best Actress award three times by age twenty-six; you deserve to act a little high and mighty! It’s ridiculous—they focused more on your wedding than your award. It’s like they’re just dying for you to get married, have kids, and leave the industry!”

Fang Xi stood with her hands on her hips, fuming.

Lin Luo glanced at her friend. Years ago, Fang Xi had been a twenty-something with a bowl-cut hairstyle and thick glasses; now, she was a confident woman with sharp, stylish short hair—a real boss. Time had passed so quickly, and people had changed so much.

In a blink, five years had gone by.

In those five years, Lin Luo had done the things she wanted, acted in the roles she loved, and, when not filming, stayed home with Grandpa Ji, helping him with his health routines. She’d tie Ji Chi’an’s tie in the morning before he left for work, wait for him in the evening to have a happy dinner together, and then watch movies she liked. And on the days when they weren’t too tired, they’d share some intimate time together.

Each year, they took two long vacations, exploring the world, from watching the northern lights to jumping off snowy mountains and diving into the deep blue sea. Ji Chi’an accompanied her to every place she wanted to go, and did everything she wanted to do. Being with him felt like the happiest thing in the world.

But for five years, they hadn’t married.

People speculated endlessly about their relationship, and every month rumors spread that they’d broken up. Yet, they kept showing the world their unwavering love. Lin Luo wasn’t in a hurry to marry; she didn’t place her sense of security in a marriage certificate. Still, sometimes she wondered why Ji Chi’an never brought up marriage.

She hadn’t even known they were planning a wedding until the reporters asked, so she wasn’t dodging the questions to act like a diva—she genuinely had no idea.

She leaned her head against the car window, tapping her fingers absentmindedly on the glass. She’d have to go back and ask Ji Chi’an what he had in mind.

Instead of heading to the Ji residence or the S.H. apartment, she went straight to Ji Chi’an’s newly purchased lakefront mansion in the city center. Three years ago, after a magazine shoot there, she’d casually mentioned how quiet, elegant, and convenient the place was. Within a week, Ji Chi’an had bought it as their new home.

Opening the door, she found Ji Chi’an in casual clothes, sitting in the living room. Over the past two years, he’d cut back on work to make sure he had time to spend with her whenever she was home.

Hearing her enter, Ji Chi’an set down his magazine, looked up, and motioned her over. “Come here, give me a hug.”

Lin Luo changed her shoes and obediently walked over. Ji Chi’an wrapped one arm around her, pulling her close, and nuzzled his chin on top of her head.

Lin Luo hugged his waist and leaned against him, her voice soft. “Ji Chi’an, I heard I’m getting married?”

Ji Chi’an: …

Lin Luo felt him pause, then continued in the same soft tone, “How come I didn’t know I was getting married?”

Ji Chi’an sighed. “Luo Luo, I’m already thirty-two.”

“Ah, you’re so old already… too bad I’ll forever be eighteen.” Lin Luo clicked her tongue playfully.

Ji Chi’an pinched her waist, hitting her most ticklish spot in punishment. “Thirty-two or not, I still have more energy than your eighteen-year-old self, so you’d better behave.”

Lin Luo squirmed and laughed as he tickled her, wiggling in his embrace. “Stop, stop! I still have questions to ask you.”

Ji Chi’an stopped, though he left his hand resting on her waist. “Go on, ask.”

“Why didn’t you discuss something as big as marriage with me first?”

“I thought we were already a couple, and you’d definitely want to marry me, so I didn’t overthink it.”

“That may be true, but you could have at least given me a heads-up! That way, I’d have something to say when the media asked. I ended up looking clueless! Plus, I’d like to have some time to prepare—diet, skincare, picking out a wedding dress and all that.”

“The wedding dress and ring were custom-made over a year ago. I even showed you the design sketches back then, remember?”

💡 Fun Fact from Your Friendly Translator, Kliraz: Weddings, Boss Moves & Timeless Love 💡

Lin Luo’s lack of urgency for a marriage certificate taps into the idea that a 承诺 (chéngnuò)—or personal commitment—can be stronger than legal formalities. In modern Chinese relationships, more couples see “commitment” as enough to prove their love!

Did you know? Traditional Chinese weddings often include a pre-marriage “tea ceremony,” symbolizing respect and unity between families. I wonder if Ji Chi’an’s got this on his checklist, too. (◕‿◕✿)

Lin Luo’s easygoing attitude about marriage shows a secure attachment style. Instead of needing constant reassurance, she trusts her relationship’s stability, knowing they’re solid without official titles.

The “custom wedding dress and ring” reveal? True story: many high-profile couples in China actually pre-plan entire wardrobes and rings, so they’re paparazzi-ready when the time comes. Our Ji Chi’an is clearly trend-savvy! 💍✨

Would you want your partner to plan the wedding, or would you prefer to have some input? Let’s hear below! (◕‿◕✿)