Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Yu Lili fed Ou Ming spoonful by spoonful quietly while slipping herself a mouthful in between.
Ou Huojin and Jiao Ziqing finished their meals first. Jiao Ziqing offered to take over so that Yu Lili could eat in peace, only to have the latter decline.
The meal was finally over. Yu Lili led Ou Ming over to the couch before tackling the dishes. When she was done, she brought Ou Ming out for a walk. It was late at night and somewhat windy.
Ou Huojin and Jiao Ziqing’s home was a mansion–the kind not often seen in a city district. While it was located in an extremely wealthy neighborhood, at that hour, there were still many people out and about, so it wasn’t quiet.
Ou Ming and Yu Lili took one turn around the neighborhood and started to get bored. Both of them hadn’t slept well for the past few days, and it was beginning to show in their eyes.
When he heard Yu Lili yawn, he said, “Let’s go back.”
“Alright,” she said.
However, many people in the neighborhood recognized Ou Ming. A middle-aged man who couldn’t have been much older than Ou Huojin saw him and made his way over with a look of horror on his face. “Xiao Ou?” he asked.
Ou Ming recognized the owner of this voice immediately and said in greeting, “Uncle Zhao.”
When he heard Ou Ming reply, Uncle Zhao summed up his courage to walk up to him. “I thought I saw wrongly. I’d heard that you were in a car accident recently, but I didn’t think that it’d be this severe,” he said as he shook his head. He took a step closer and waved his hand in front of Ou Ming. “Xiao Ou, what happened to your eyes?”
The one thing that had affected Ou Ming the most and caused him the most grief out of the whole fiasco was the loss of his sight. Yu Lili was afraid the question would upset him, so she pulled him back and replied, “Ou Ming got hurt. His eyes can’t see temporarily. It’s nothing much.”
It was only when Yu Lili opened her mouth to speak that Uncle Zhao realized her presence. A look at Yu Lili’s face put him in a really good mood. “You are…?”
“She’s my fiancée. She’s here to take care of me,” Ou Ming said.
Fiancée… What a foreign word that was to her. Yu Lili couldn’t help but tilt her eyes up toward Ou Ming. Her heart was pounding at a mile a minute. Never in a million years had Yu Lili expected Ou Ming to say that.
Fiancée. That was a word reserved for someone whom the parents had approved of for marriage, but they were still only engaged. In which dictionary did the definition of fiancée apply to her?
The fact that Ou Ming had made such a declaration in front of an outsider and an elder made Yu Lili overjoyed deep inside.
Was this man starting to make his move?
Uncle Zhao was someone who ran in the same circles as the Ou family. So, it went without saying that he knew Shen Manting. The pretty young woman in front of him was definitely not Shen Manting.
When he heard what Ou Ming said, he didn’t ask any further. He nodded his head with a look of realization. “Oh, I see!” he said.
“Yes. When the time es, we’ll invite you to our wedding banquet,” Ou Ming said out of self-preservation. His eyes were empty and unseeing, but his mood was pretty good. “Uncle Zhao, if there’s nothing else, we’ll keep moving.”
“Sure,” Uncle Zhao said.
As he watched the image of their retreating backs, numerous thoughts surfaced. Oh my god, wasn’t that Xiao Ou’s mistress? How did she end up being the fiancée?
Jiao Ziqing and Ou Huojin sat in the sitting room in their pajamas. When they saw the two return, Jiao Ziqing went forward immediately and asked, “Why are you back so late? You have to watch your health. Don’t e back so late the next time.”
“Got it, Mom. I’m going up to take a shower.” Ou Ming took Yu Lili’s hand and felt his way forward.
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