Chapter 68:
However, just wiping sweat, how could she be so nervous? Had she forgotten how she nestled in his arms last night, poking his adam’s apple and sniffing his scent?
Xie Wanning certainly hadn’t forgotten. She pursed lips and said, “You change quickly.”
She was just not used to someone who had been particularly careful to keep distance before, now proactively wiping sweat for her.
“Wanwan,” Pei Yuqing softly called her name, his gaze burning as he looked at her: “You are now my fiancée.”
Even if it was just a verbal agreement, they were still an engaged couple with parents’ approval.
Just thinking of this, Pei Yuqing’s mood surged uncontrollably.
If not afraid of being rude to the young lady, he wished he could hold her in his arms.
He steadied his mind, raised his hand to pour her a jade cup of iced milk, and said, “Taking care of my own fiancée is only right.”
Taking care of my own fiancée is only right…
Xie Wanning was stunned hearing this. It wasn’t her first time being someone’s fiancée, yet it was the first time someone said this to her.
So, taking care of a fiancée is only right?
The milk was mixed with crushed ice, sweetened with honey, smelling sweetly, the coolness from the crushed ice transmitting through the jade bowl to her hand.
This was specially prepared by him in the carriage.
Xie Wanning held the jade cup and drank a sip of milk, feeling comforted in her heart.
She took a shallow breath and called his name.
Pei Yuqing hummed in response, his gaze on her slender hand holding the jade cup, his eyes calm.
Xie Wanning said, “You’re not preparing for the marriage proposal, yet you have time to accompany me to stay in the separate courtyard?”
She had just set down the jade cup when her hand was grasped by the man who had been waiting.
He gently pinched the young lady’s palm, and Pei Yuqing said, “For the matter of me taking a wife, my mother has prepared for over ten years. Now that the opportunity has finally come, where is there any place for me to intervene?”
With that, he chuckled lowly: “Wanwan, rest assured, within three months, I will definitely marry you over the threshold.”
His laughter was gentle and slow, close to her ear. Xie Wanning’s heart stirred, and she turned her head to glare at him: “Don’t tease me!”
“Alright, it’s my fault.” He apologized gently, lowered his eyes to look at her, his tone serious: “Wanwan, it’s too late for you to regret now.”
Before getting on the carriage, he had sent a message via servant back to the estate to inform his parents.
The verbal engagement was already set. In a few days, there would be a formal marriage proposal to discuss the wedding date.
At this step, she could no longer retreat.
Xie Wanning certainly knew that, and she had no intention of regretting it. But hearing him say this, she felt somewhat inexplicable: “Are you afraid I won’t marry you?”
Pei Yuqing didn’t speak.
From last night until now, he had a sense of unreality, as if floating in the clouds, still drifting.
But he was certain of one thing: if she wanted to back out now, he couldn’t agree calmly.
Clearly, last night he had promised that after marriage, whenever she wanted a divorce, he would let her go anytime.
But in just one night, he regretted it.
The treasure already held in his arms, to let it go again—to gain and lose—he couldn’t face it calmly.
His gaze was focused, his eyes tender, a hint of deep meaning faintly showing in the depths. Xie Wanning inexplicably felt a bit nervous and said softly, “I’m not backing out, don’t overthink it.”
“Mm, I know,” Pei Yuqing smiled warmly.
He was just reminding her.
Xie Wanning: “…”
Suddenly, she felt that the person in front of her didn’t seem like a pushover either.
From their first meeting, he had always appeared before her with such a good-tempered demeanor, letting her tease and joke, never getting angry.
But could a man secretly in charge of the Qing Tian Guard really be so gentle and harmless?
She had broken off her engagement, and pressured by Lu Ziyan to just marry anyone, the first face that appeared in her mind was his.
Clearly he was eleven years older than her, clearly they hadn’t known each other long, yet she trusted him.
Up until now, when they were about to get engaged, it was all her initiative.
Both proposals were her opening her mouth first, asking if he wanted to marry her.
Thinking of this, Xie Wanning was suddenly startled.
Had she been seduced by him, or schemed against?
The young lady’s expression changed wonderfully. Pei Yuqing looked down at her for a long time before lowering his head to press a kiss to her forehead: “What are you thinking?”
The touch on her forehead was warm and moist. Xie Wanning reached up to touch it, belatedly realizing, could she really have been seduced?
It seemed like she was taking the initiative, but actually everything was under his control?
This feeling was really unpleasant.
Her heart stung, like being pricked by a needle. Frowning, she said, “Go sit opposite, don’t sit so close to me.”
“What’s wrong?” Pei Yuqing was stunned, not understanding what had upset her, “Wanwan…”
Before he finished speaking, Xie Wanning pulled out her tightly gripped hand and said, “It’s very hot, don’t stick to me, go sit opposite.”
In the spacious carriage compartment, there was silence for a few breaths.
Pei Yuqing eventually stood up as told and sat opposite.
Facing each other, his gaze slightly dimmed. He said, “Wanwan, what temper is this? Why not tell me.”
Perfectly fine, suddenly putting on a sulky face—it really seemed a bit moody.
But Xie Wanning couldn’t say, I suspect you seduced me into the trap.
Perhaps starting from the day the news of Lu Ziyan’s concubine spread, then to Liu Manrou being pregnant, her breaking off the engagement with Lu Ziyan.
In the flower field, they were caught alone appreciating flowers, and in his extreme anger, Lu Ziyan dragged her to the rockery…
Except for that night when Lu Ziyan broke into her boudoir, all the rest was under his control.
Including her, to get rid of Lu Ziyan’s entanglement, urgently wanting to find someone to marry.
Looking around her people, she directly targeted his gentle harmlessness, his gentlemanly demeanor, his good temper.
……Actively asking him if he wanted to marry her.
Xie Wanning felt quite unhappy in her heart and needed to vent it out.
Without thinking, she directly raised her eyes to look at the man opposite: “We are marrying to get rid of Lu Ziyan’s entanglement with me. Once Lu Ziyan gives up, if I want a divorce, you will agree, right?”
He had promised this last night, and now she brought it up specifically again.
It was like an ice knife directly piercing through their seemingly sweet interaction.
Pei Yuqing’s heart stalled, his lips parted as if to say something, but he was silent for a long time.
Xie Wanning waited patiently, determined to get him to reaffirm the promise directly.
After a long silence, Pei Yuqing nodded lightly, hummed, and said, “I’ll listen to you.”
I’ll listen to you…
After a long time, Xie Wanning felt guilt.
Especially seeing him now with lowered eyelids, avoiding her line of sight, looking as if he had suffered some grievance—it really made her soft-hearted.
Her expression shifted slightly. Not wanting to be confused by male charms, she steeled her heart and continued, “Then remember your promise counts. No going back on your word, and no using any methods.”
The Xiaoxiang ticket rankings dropped again, whimper whimper~~~ begging for tickets
