Chapter 900: Will You Marry Me? (3)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
An Xiaxia nibbled her fingers and racked her brain. After much hesitation, she finally nodded. “I think… I’ll still like you.”
That perfunctory answer didn’t please Mr. Sheng at all, and he now gave An Xiaxia a resentful look.
“Xiaxia, I didn’t expect you to be this superficial.”
“Hm… I was just thinking that by the time our appearances change, it will be so many years later. After being together for all that time, our love will have become the affection between family members, wouldn’t it? There will be no ‘like’ or ‘dislike’ to talk about.”
Sheng Yize listened in silence, then bent down and kissed her lightly on the corner of her mouth. “No, they wouldn’t be.”
Love was love.
True love wouldn’t disappear with the passage of time.
It would be like making wine — the love would accumulate and become stronger.
An Xiaxia snuggled into his arms and wriggled around until she found the most comfortable position. “In that case, you’ll have to love me for the rest of my life.”
“Alright.”
“And in the next life?”
Sheng Yize said nothing.
An Xiaxia pounded his chest in vexation. “Hey, you shouldn’t stop mid-sentence when you’re confessing your love!”
Sheng Yize caught her hand and kissed it. He then said in resignation, “I don’t believe in gods or ghosts, so I can’t promise you things to do with the next life.”
But I can promise that in this life, starting from now and for every second after this, I’ll spare nothing to love you.
He didn’t say the second part out loud, but An Xiaxia saw the intense emotion in his brooding black eyes.
“Alright… I guess spending this lifetime together is enough for now.”
Sheng Yize played with her soft hair and lowered his gaze. “Why haven’t you asked me about Li Fanxing? How would you like to get your revenge? Tell me.”
“Wow, so tough!” An Xiaxia sighed in amazement. “Let me think. Hm… I think I don’t want to see her again for as long as I live.”
It was time to put an end to this nightmare that had been bothering her since her teenage years.
The light in Sheng Yize’s eyes dimmed and he hummed in a low voice.
“Consider it done.”
Li Fanxing had lost all standing and reputation by now. Their family business was bankrupt and Li Jiang couldn’t care less whether she lived or not. She would spend the rest of her days in a prison cell.
An Xiaxia closed her eyes and was about to doze off.
Sheng Yize said quietly, “After you’ve recovered, I’ll take you to see my granny on my mother’s side.”
“Hm? Granny?” She had never heard Sheng Yize mention her before.
Although they were married and had their own children now, a formal meeting with the elders still made An Xiaxia nervous.
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The next day.
Su Xiaomo and Fang Shanshan arrived with bags of tonics to visit An Xiaxia.
“I’m so glad you’re ok.” Fang Shanshan patted her chest. “You have no idea how terrifying Uncle Sheng looked that night after the fire!”
Seeing the wounds on An Xiaxia’s face, Su Xiaomo felt so sorry for her. “It’s all my fault… I should have brought you along when we ran out.”
An Xiaxia shook her head. “Li Fanxing wanted to get to me and she could have made a hundred plans for it. Momo, it wasn’t your fault.”
Despite what An Xiaxia said, Su Xiaomo still took it hard.
“Let me throw her away in Africa and make her dig wells with that Song woman!” Fang Shanshan waved her fists.
An Xiaxia didn’t know what to say. “Shanshan, you’re ruthless…”
“Of course I am.” Fang Shanshan lifted her chin. “A woman must be fierce if she wants to stay on top. Xiaxia, you’re too soft. I bet Uncle Sheng is also the one who gets his way with everything in bed. Am I right? Tsk, tsk, tsk…”
An Xiaxia was speechless. Why was she suddenly the target?
Fang Shanshan was still showing off her prowess when her phone rang.
Picking it up, she heard Chi Yuanfeng’s manager curse on the other end. “Shit! Shanshan, get over here now! Some slut is going to rape your Fengfeng!”