Chapter 1207 - 1204: Proposal (Part 5)

"Back then, Donglin didn’t come to South Country University for the graduation ceremony, nor did he answer your calls... Although these days, you both are on good terms, looking much better than when you first returned to the country, I have seen how close you both were at your best... Yan Xixi, you two weren’t so polite then..."

Yan Xixi was startled, realizing that Liu Daqing was surprisingly perceptive.

"Oh, it’s understandable... Back then, I always thought Donglin’s father merely viewed me as a partner in name. Gradually, I became indifferent, treating him very coldly, thinking this husband was unnecessary, but because of the three kids and such a family, I didn’t leave him... Xixi, do you know what I regret the most?"

"What?"

"If time could be rewound, I would openly ask the old man if he could change. If not, we’d divorce... but I lacked the courage back then, so I wasted the prime years of my life and never experienced true deep affection between husband and wife..."

"..."

"You two are different from us. Donglin has always cared for you, even if he’s made a mistake, he’s always been committed to making amends and correcting them... Xixi, life is short, if you haven’t found someone who loves you more than he does, why not give him another chance?"

If you haven’t found someone who loves you more than he does—

Her heart twitched, but after a while, she calmed herself down completely, very composed: "Empress Dowager, you’re right. I indeed haven’t found anyone who loves me more than he does. So, if he proposes, I think I will accept."

Just then, Wan Donglin walked in briskly, grinning from afar: "What are you chatting so happily about?"

"..."

"Hehe, if there’s anything upsetting, tell me so I can be happy too."

Liu Daqing immediately said: "Time to eat, time to eat, and after dinner, I need to rest early tonight. You guys do what you need to do and don’t worry about me."

Wan Donglin, perceiving the situation, naturally understood his mother’s intent.

That night, the moonlight was bright.

In the garden of the Wan Family, roses bloomed abundantly in late spring, and the fruit trees were heavy with fruit: unripe peaches, round loquats, large figs, and clusters of honeysuckle releasing a rich fragrance...

The sound of spring insects buzzing filled the air with a sweet aroma.

The two walked out side by side.

The moonlight revealed the vibrant beauty of the crimson roses with clarity. Wan Donglin casually picked a rose about the size of a child’s fist and handed it over, his voice unusually gentle: "Xixi..."

She took the rose, even touched the fresh dew on its leaves.

Suddenly, he hugged her tightly and firmly.

She wasn’t surprised at all, just gently leaned against him, listening to his heart pounding wildly, hers beating furiously, nearly in the same rhythm as his.

Despite the thousands of resentments from before, she couldn’t deceive herself: there was a moment when I was deeply moved by this man. For a long time, I regarded him as lifelong support.

He was also the person who gave me the most warmth in this world, and if not for him, who would Yan Xixi be today? Someone insignificant? Just anyone?

Therefore, even now, my heart still races.