Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Will you marry me?
How could she possibly say no?!
Eight years ago, her dream had been that one day he would walk from the virtual world into her real life, and from real life into marriage.
But all these dreams had been shattered eight years ago, after that meeting that was supposed to have taken place.
Who could have imagined that after all the twists and turns in life, they would eventually be together again?
Even though initially it was because of hatred, that hatred had born love.
She teared up.
She turned around and suddenly said, “I’ve got to think about it.”
She couldn’t just agree like this. How would all the sufferings that she had been through be justified otherwise?
As she looked into his eyes, she studied him with astuteness. He asked, “How long do you need to think it through?”
“This will depend on your performance.”
Shen Liangchuan took a step towards her. “What sort of performance? Performance in bed?”
She felt her face burn and redden. Pushing him away quickly, she chided him, “You idiot!”
“What do you mean then?”
She rolled her eyes and said, “Huh, if you want an answer, let’s play a one-on-one match!”
His gaze deepened as he said, “Sure.”
She gave him another light push and said, “Alright already, Zihao’s wedding is about to start. Let’s get changed quickly.”
“Uh huh.” He reached out to pick a champagne-colored gown and said, “Wear this. Don’t be too particular. If you look too pretty, it will steal the thunder from the bride. What then?”
Qiao Lian: …
How could this guy say sweet nothings so effortlessly?
She cleared her throat and looked at him. “Are you saying that I’m the prettiest?”
Then she placed her palms on her face and said, “So in your eyes, I’m actually that pretty!”
Xia Nuannuan was such a pretty girl and this guy was actually worried about her stealing the limelight.
Shen Liangchuan gave a cough and said, “Yes, after all, beauty lies in the eye of the beholder.”
Qiao Lian: …
Flushing, she changed into the champagne colored gown. Then, putting on her coat, she left the house together with Xia Yehua in the nanny van.
It was silent in the car along the journey but very soon, they arrived at the hotel where the wedding event would take place.
Looking from afar, they could see that the atmosphere of the luxurious venue was full of excitement. The Chinese character ‘joy’ was pasted all over the venue.
The Shen family was a wealthy family with a significant social status in Beijing, hence, all the wedding guests were exceptionally well heeled and respectable people.
Qiao Lian even saw a few people who were often seen on television. Senior Master Shen was present as well, however few people were worth him standing at the entrance to greet.
Shen Xiu and Mei Feng stood outside the entrance, looking joyful and radiant. Everyone who walked through would say a congratulatory word or two to them.
Getting out of the car with Shen Liangchuan and witnessing this scene, Qiao Lian finally understood how powerful and influential the Shen family was.
Compared to them, her own family in Suzhou at that time was nothing.
The strength of this family did not depend on the effort of just one person, but of a few generations, one passing down to the other. That was how their wealth had been safeguarded and accumulated.
And at that time, this was the sort of family that Zi Chuan had decided to abandon.
What else had he sacrificed for the sake of the team?
At this thought, she turned towards Shen Liangchuan. But she found that even when confronted with all the finery and wealth that at a time would have belonged to him, and to know that he could work all his life now and not even achieve as much, he was unmoved and unaffected.
It was as though all the things before him were nothing.
In her heart, Qiao Lian developed a new found respect for him, an admiration that she hadn’t even realized she had.
