Chapter 1209 - 1206: Betrothal Gifts 1

"I’ve already picked out the wedding banquet, Xixi. What kind of wedding dress do you like? Tomorrow, I’ll have someone come over to show you some designs. Once you decide on a style, we can custom-make it in France, just like from the store we visited last time..."

She asked timidly, "Isn’t that... a bit rushed? After all, the Empress Dowager is ill right now, and we’re planning such a big event. Won’t it disturb her rest? And it might be too much for her to endure..."

"Silly girl. The Empress Dowager needs something interesting to focus on right now. Isn’t our wedding the perfect thing to capture her attention? This is the Wan Family’s son getting married, after all. She’s worried about me for so many years, and now we’re finally addressing this big issue. She actually wishes for this more than anything..."

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"The Boss also said that she’ll help arrange many of the details. Plus, the company will specifically assign a planning team, taking care of everything. We won’t be troubled much, just need to take pictures, wear the wedding dress, and attend the wedding ceremony... everything else won’t bother us... Xixi, don’t worry, it will be no hassle at all..."

She didn’t know how to respond.

That’s right, at this point, what excuse could she find?

In fact, she didn’t want to refuse either.

She’s traveled far, drank the water from many places, and wandered all over... But in the end, doesn’t a woman need to find her lifelong destination?

That night, she was surprisingly quiet and gentle.

So much so, that when she got home and he pulled her down onto the sofa with him, she woke up as if from a dream.

But, it was already way too late.

The heat from his body was like a newly erupted volcano, an incredible force that even an Immortal couldn’t stop.

She was almost ignited by him, entirely.

She was scared.

For some reason, suddenly her heart went into chaos. Her hands rested weakly against his chest, even trying with all her might to distance from him, even if just a little.

But, he breathed in her clean scent, the faint smell of shampoo from her hair, and that captivating wave in her dark eyes, and the damp sensuality of her being.

"Xixi... Xixi..."

Her resisting hands grew weaker and weaker.

"Xixi... I miss you... I’ve wanted this for so, so long..."