After Simon Forrester finished speaking, his image imdiately elevated in Sienna Thornton’s mind. He refreshed her impression of rich people always prioritizing利益.
She was sowhat moved: "I’ve never heard you talk about these things before..."
"I only had this idea after eting you." Simon Forrester was honest, "This thought ca very suddenly, yet it was very certain, and there wasn’t any specific reason. Anyway, after eting you, I suddenly wanted to be a good person."
Sienna laughed, "Weren’t you a good person before?"
Simon raised an eyebrow and looked over: "Let’s just say I wasn’t a bad person."
"Is this what’s said, a good relationship makes one better?"
"Isn’t it so?"
Sienna looked at Simon, dumbly smiling. Actually, she knew very little about his past; he rarely brought it up. Occasionally, when he did ntion it, it was so light and fun stories.
She had never seen the heavy side of his life. Perhaps he didn’t have any, or maybe he just didn’t show it, or maybe n are just used to enduring things.
Since he didn’t bring it up, she didn’t ask much. Yet, because he maintained this sense of mystery, it had a different, deadly attraction for her.
But from the details of their interactions, she could tell he was actually a very kind person, and his heart was sunny. Probably growing up by Elder Forrester’s side, he didn’t have many opportunities to encounter bad things.
When they first t, although he seed indifferent, he was willing to take responsibility when she was hurt, and when Mrs. Reed ca over to make trouble, he let her move into his house to ensure her safety. Clearly, he was soone who valued his privacy space a lot.
When her mother was sick, he spared no effort to send her back to her hotown, protected her in front of the Raines Family, and risked himself saving her from the tyrant village head. Knowing well about her poverty and troubleso family, he loved her as ever, considered her in every aspect, and always thought from her perspective.
He wasn’t a young man new to love, but a mature man who had received a noble education, owned billions in assets, and had seen the world.
Such a man loved her with a pure heart, how could she hesitate when he needed her?
From this conversation, Sienna beca enlightened, gaining new insights. She stood up, walked around behind Simon, bent slightly, wrapped her arms around him, and rubbed her cheek affectionately against him, softly saying: "I will always support you, firmly stand by your side."
Simon pulled her hand, using his thumb and forefinger to pinch the ring stuck on her left ring finger, lifted his face to kiss her, the corners of his lips lifting into a joyful arc: "Since that’s the case, will you marry ?"
"Okay." She blurted out, those non-marriage declarations had long been thrown out of the window amidst this tender love attack.
Simon’s whole heart felt settled and certain: "What kind of wedding do you like? Island?"
"Hmm..." Sienna thought for a mont, then said, "Castle wedding? An island isn’t distinctive. Let’s also have a traditional Chinese one to make the elders happy."
Finally, suddenly awakening, she asked again: "Does this count as a proposal? Aren’t you lacking a bit in sincerity? It’s just like that annoying ’Want to try being with an architect’ from before!"
Simon pretended to be dumb: "What try? When did I ever say that?"
"—You didn’t?" Sienna raised her voice, her already large eyes widened instantly, blinking at him as she turned his chair 90 degrees to face her, "Are you sure?"
Simon really got a shadow from that family trial session before, every ti he sensed she might be getting a bit angry, he felt like she was about to hold another trial, and his abs automatically contracted in pain as his face turned pale: "Maybe I did..."
Not even married yet, and he was already a little afraid of her.
After saying that, he hurriedly pulled her onto his lap, kissed her several tis without saying more, and promised: "I will prepare a huge engagent gift for you! Just wait! It will absolutely surprise you!"
Sienna hooked her lips on one side, her eyes scanned his face lightly, and she let out a cold laugh: "I’m looking forward to it."
Back then, when he shalessly pursued being her boyfriend three tis, there wasn’t even a decent confession. She couldn’t believe with his not-so-romantic mind, he could give her any surprise...
She got off him, sat back in her seat, and finished her al.
Simon with a face of lingering desire urged: "Hurry, finish eating and go to wash up then sleep."
"...It’s only a bit past seven and you’re tired? Your grandpa, an over eighty-year-old man, doesn’t sleep as early as you."
"The old man has a lonely pillow, I have a warm wife. That’s the difference."
"Shaless..."
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Outside the window, a round bright moon hung high in the sky, its moonlight like a gold-threaded veil, gently covering the woman’s rosy white skin, which was like top-quality pink pearls: healthy and tender.
Simon held Sienna in his arms, face full of satisfaction, embracing her and muttered: "I’m going to start designing our wedding house, what style do you like? European? Chinese? Arican?"
Sienna half-closed her eyes, tired and just wanting to sleep. She humd without paying attention at first, but Simon was in high spirits, continuously pestering her with questions. Half-asleep and half-awake, she mumbled in a daze: "Here is fine..."
"That won’t do, it’s too small, and there’s no children’s room or garden. We still have to get a villa, with two swimming pools, one outdoor and one indoor constant temperature. When our kids are born, they won’t need to swim outside, it’s gonna be more convenient to swim at ho..."
What he said after that Sienna didn’t know, because she was already so sleepy she dozed off. And Simon got more and more spirited as he talked, actually ran to the study in the middle of the night, and rushed out the frawork design of the house.
So much so that the next morning, he looked so bleak and sagging, with obvious purple circles under his eyes.
While having breakfast, Sienna finally realized he didn’t look well, wasn’t even watching the news, sipping porridge with no energy.
She casually asked: "What ti did you go to sleep later last night? You don’t look so well."
"Went to sleep past six in the morning."
"You can’t be serious? You’re thirty-three this year, not twenty-three?! Staying up all night, be careful your body can’t handle it."
As she said this, Simon imdiately gave her a lancholic look, softly asked: "If I died unexpectedly, who would my assets go to?" Staying up turned his temper gentle as water, even his tone was especially soft.
"Your parents, half each."
"Recite the legal code for fully..."
Sienna: "..."
Although speechless, she still complied. Clearing her throat, she recited, "According to the Inheritance Law Article Ten, the first-order heirs are spouses, children, parents; second-order heirs are siblings, grandparents, maternal grandparents..."
Simon let out an "oh" and indifferently said: "So this ans if I’m gone, you aren’t able to inherit my assets?"
Sienna was both amused and exasperated: "Of course not, it could never be a girlfriend!"
"Then let’s go register today! This way, in case I accidentally pass, you can inherit my assets!" Simon suddenly beca full of energy, his eyes bright when looking at Sienna, his voice strong and vibrant.
"If you want to leave the assets to , that’s simple, you can make a will, and I can notarize it for you today."
Simon: "..."
Failed to dig a hole!
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