Chapter 617

Over on the other side, Ye Junqing arrived at the hospital’s small villa carrying pastries from Qiaoweixuan.

Mrs. Shen loved pastries from Qiaoweixuan. She had already eaten several pieces before dinner and had another one after. Seeing how much she enjoyed them, Ye Xingguang gave her all the pastries that Ye Junqing had bought when they were leaving.

After Mrs. Shen left, Ye Xingguang turned to Ye Junqing, who stood beside her to see the visitor out, and said: “I didn’t expect you to be so good at pleasing the elderly. I didn’t even know that Mrs. Shen liked pastries from Qiaoweixuan. How did you know?”

Ye Junqing reached out, pulled her into his arms, and with a gentle force, brought her body towards his chest. He said: “During those seven years we lived together, you often bought Qiaoweixuan pastries and sent them to Mrs. Shen, so I took note. Unfortunately, even if I tell you this, you won’t believe me and will think that I’m lying to you. So consider it a stroke of luck that I happened to guess Mrs. Shen’s taste right.”

Ye Xingguang pursed her lips: “Your fabricated stories are full of holes. Are you asking me to believe that you don’t have the talent to be a screenwriter? If you’re going to invent a story, it should go like this: one day, we happened to meet at the school gate, and you recognized me instantly as the beautiful mermaid you had once saved at sea. You were smitten and pursued me. At that time, I didn’t know you were the boy who had saved me, but I fell for your handsome good looks at first sight and then, we fell in love…”

Ye Junqing, with a raised eyebrow, seemed somewhat eager for the plot to unfold: “Hmm, go on, what happened next?”

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“What else could happen?” They fall in love, get married, and live happily ever after.

“I lack the talent to be a screenwriter and can’t imagine more. Say more, reality is too stark. Indeed, the stories after artistic processing are so beautiful that people yearn for. Spill the plot.”

“That’s how it goes. Then you proposed, I said yes. Then your parents and my parents sat down to discuss our wedding. Then we picked an auspicious day to get our marriage license. Then the grand wedding…”

As she said this, Ye Xingguang found herself looking forward to such peaceful and predictable small happiness.

That’s right, reality is stark. Reality is that since she met him, she was always mesmerised by his beauty, always falling for him, but he was indifferent to her from the beginning. Although now he seems to cherish her, to hide the truth about that heartless jerk, he had to make up stories for her. Despite his claims of wanting their parents to arrange their engagement, he hadn’t proposed to her…

In the end, the stories that have been artistically processed are the most beautiful.

Ye Xingguang tried to push him away, but his strong arms wouldn’t allow it. Even if she put great effort into it, she could only nestle in his chest. She looked up at him: “What are you doing? It’s getting colder, and it’s chilly outside.”noveldrama

A breeze blew through, giving her a cold shiver.

Ye Junqing immediately took her back into the room, closing the living room door of the villa to keep out the cold wind and making sure to shut the windows as well, lest she catch a chill. Autumn is flu season, and he heard that several secretaries at the office were down with a cold.

Concerned that he might have brought a virus back from the office, Ye Junqing went to take a shower after closing the windows.

Ye Xingguang was in the bedroom choosing a dress. The inauguration of the President was fast approaching, what should she wear to the banquet?

“Ah, why do I never have anything to wear?” Ye Xingguang collapsed on the bed, echoing the lament of women everywhere.