Yan Xixi was frightened and imdiately bowed. "Thank you, Empress Dowager."
Liu Daqing didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. "Can you two stop this back-and-forth? Do you think this is so period drama?"
"HAHA, we won’t bother the Empress Dowager any further then. We will take our leave."
"Hold on."
"What other instructions does the Empress Dowager have?"
Liu Daqing urged them earnestly, "You two aren’t young anymore, and you’ve been together for a good amount of ti. You should just get your marriage certificate. Let know the date, and I’ll prepare for the wedding. It’s not right to keep dragging things on like this. Are you waiting until after you have kids to get married? You two may not mind the sha, but I can’t bear it. Donglin, you’re a man, so act like one."
Yan Xixi started to sweat bullets.
But Wan Donglin bead. "Don’t worry, don’t worry. We’ll get it done soon."
Even after they left the Wan family’s house, Yan Xixi was still fuming.
Wan Donglin glanced over at her in the passenger seat. She was silent, her eyes closed.
"Miss, what’s wrong again?"
She remained silent.
"Miss, what do you plan to do with this big red envelope?"
She still didn’t say a word.
"Want to treat to dinner? Or perhaps we could go spend it so other day?"
She couldn’t bear it anymore. "Why didn’t you tell it was your birthday?"
He chuckled. "What? Would you have given a gift if I had told you?"
She imdiately handed him the red envelope. "Here, this is for you."
"Miss, are you trying to ’present Buddha with borrowed flowers’? That’s quite insincere."
"It’s because you didn’t tell !"
She clearly rembered the shocked looks on Liu Daqing’s and Wan Dongi’s faces. They must have been thinking, "She doesn’t even care about my son/my brother enough to know when his birthday is!"
"Miss, you have the nerve to be angry? After all this ti, have you ever once asked when my birthday is? Do you even care when my birthday is?"
She was lost for words.
"So, you care now?"
"..."
"Since you care now, you have to give a proper gift. No insincere tokens."
"What gift do you want?"
Instead of answering, he just gave her a mysterious smile. "Give your phone."
"What for?"
"Just give it to ."
She handed over her phone. He took it and, without hesitation, turned it off. Then, he took out his own phone, pressed a button, and turned it off too.
Yan Xixi was struck dumb.
The mont they stepped into the house, Wan Donglin headed straight for the patio and unplugged the landline.
He tossed both their switched-off mobile phones onto the sofa and yanked the cord from the landline.
His eyes held a predatory gleam as he grabbed her like a tiger seizing its prey. "Babe, I refuse to believe anything can go wrong this ti! To be extra sure, I even showered before we left... Go on, scream. Scream your lungs out. No one’s going to rescue you now..."
Before Yan Xixi could respond, the buttons on her blouse were already undone...
The next mont, her blouse and skirt were ruined. She stood defenseless before him, completely ’exposed’ in every sense.
The pent-up fire that had been simring for a day and a night finally erupted completely.
"You said you wanted to give a gift, didn’t you? This is the birthday gift I want... HAHAHA... Babe, we can’t skimp on this gift..."
In that mont, all pretenses were cast off. All formalities could go to hell.
They had t the parents and received the red envelope. A wedding date had even been discussed. It was clearly love—his first love, at that. Everything was falling into place.
Even this lovely girl suddenly transford into a water nymph.
(That’s all for today. HEHE.)
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