Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
âMom, what are you talking about?â
Ji Qingyan said. âNow isnât the time for this.â
âWhy not?â Song Minghui responded.
âYouâre not getting any younger. In a few years, youâll be thirty. If you keep delaying, having children might become an issue.â
Ji Qingyan, ââ¦Standing amidst a sea of flowers, petals swirling in the air, she lowered her gaze, graceful and unmatched.â
No matter how you look at it, getting married late doesnât necessarily mean you canât have children.
After scolding Ji Qingyan, Song Minghui turned her attention to Lin Yi.
âLittle Yi, I have your mothersâ WeChat contact details. We often chat when weâre free, and we all agree that if you two donât have any other issues, itâs time to start planning. Thereâs no reason to keep dragging this out.â
âAuntie, Iâve been thinking the same thing for a while now, but your daughter doesnât agree. Itâs really not my fault.â
Ji Qingyan shot Lin Yi a sharp look but didnât say anything.
Instead, she chose to resist Song Minghuiâs pressure in silence.
âWhy arenât you saying anything?â Ji Antai reprimanded.
âYou used to stick to Lin Yi like glue. Now that itâs time for something serious, youâve got nothing to say?â
âThereâs nothing to discuss. You shouldnât meddle in my affairs. I have my own thoughts.â
âThoughts? What thoughts?â Song Minghui said.
âEvery time I ask, you say you have your own thoughts. Youâve been thinking for so long, and still, thereâs no outcome.â
Ji Qingyan sat on the sofa, clutching the hem of her nightgown, remaining silent for a long time.
Lin Yi sighed quietly, then stood up.
âUncle, Auntie, I have other things to attend to. Itâs getting late. You should rest early.â
âItâs already past midnight. Driving at this hour isnât safe.â
Song Minghui insisted, holding onto Lin Yi, clearly not intending to let him leave.
âJust stay the night.â
âStay the night? Thatâs not appropriate, is it?â
âWhatâs inappropriate about it?â Song Minghui said.
âEven though you two arenât married yet, your uncle and I already consider you our son-in-law, so we wonât bother with formalities. We have extra toiletries. Go freshen up and get some sleep, so you wonât be late for work tomorrow.â
âMom, what are you saying?â Ji Qingyan stomped her foot in frustration.
âStop pretending you donât want this. Your father might not notice, but I can tell you two have been at odds lately,â Song Minghui said.
âI donât pry into young peopleâs affairs, but itâs normal for couples to have their ups and downs. You need to give each other a chance to step back. Holding onto resentment isnât good for anyone. Donât be so stubborn.â
Both Lin Yi and Ji Qingyan were surprised by how perceptive Song Minghui was.
She had noticed the tension between them for quite some time.
âAlright, go upstairs.â
Song Minghui urged, leading them up to the second floor and into Ji Qingyanâs room.
Bang!
After completing her mission, Song Minghui quickly exited the room, closing the door behind her.
The room fell into a quiet and somewhat awkward atmosphere.
If they hadnât gone through that kidnapping incident, sharing a room now would likely be very uncomfortable.
But now, there was a subtle, indescribable feeling lingering between them.
It was hard to explain.
Perhaps it was true that people who have faced life and death together couldnât be easily separated.
âYou can choose where you want to sleep.â
Ji Qingyan said while standing by the window, keeping a certain distance from Lin Yi.
She seemed to avoid his gaze.
âTo be honest, Iâve been to your house many times, but Iâve never slept in your bed. Iâll sleep here tonight,â Lin Yi said with a grin.
Ji Qingyan nodded. âIâll sleep on the floor.â
Lin Yi chuckled. âAlright, sleep wherever you want. Iâm taking the bed.â
Ji Qingyan glared at Lin Yi but said nothing. She grabbed some bedding, laid it on the floor, and prepared to sleep.
Lin Yi didnât waste time either, lying down on the bed without further ceremony.
Given Ji Qingyanâs personality, there was no way she would share the bed with him until their issues were resolved.
There was no point in debating where to sleep.
For Lin Yi, being here and having the chance to share a room was already an unexpected gain. He couldnât have asked for more.
Before falling asleep, Lin Yi turned off the light.
Pale moonlight filtered through the thin curtains, casting faint beams across the room.
Neither of them felt sleepy, both lost in their thoughts.
âAre you still upset about that matter?â
Lin Yi asked softly.
âI donât want to talk to you.â
âIf you donât want to talk to me, why did you respond?â
âI donât want to deal with you. Donât disturb my sleep. I have work tomorrow.â
âI could buy out Chaoyang Group tomorrow, so you wouldnât have to work anymore.â
âJust try!â
âThereâs nothing in this world that I wouldnât dare to do,â Lin Yi said.
âAnd avoiding this wonât help. You belong to me, now and forever. Iâll never give up on you.â
Ji Qingyan didnât respond immediately. After a long silence, she finally spoke.
âI donât care about anything youâve done in the past. Just promise me youâll cut ties with her, and Iâll forgive you.â
âNo problem!â Lin Yi replied without hesitation.
Although he had no intention of giving up on Liang Ruoxu, there was no reason to hesitate at this moment.
âDonât lie to me,â Ji Qingyan said.
âI know who you are, and I know you wonât give her up.â
âIs that why youâve been so conflicted?â
âWhy wouldnât I be?â
Ji Qingyanâs voice suddenly grew soft, even choked with emotion.
âIâm just an ordinary woman. I want someone who loves me completely, someone to marry and start a family with. But you canât give me what I want.â
âWhy canât I? Donât be so absolute.â
âCan your love be divided equally between two people?â
âI can give you everything you want.â
âI donât want anything except for you to belong only to me.â
âI do belong only to you.â
âBut not exclusively to me, right?â Ji Qingyan said.
âWhen youâre with me, youâre mine. When youâre with her, youâre hers. I donât like playing word games.â
âAre you going to give up?â
âI have no choice. Youâve pushed me to a dead end, forcing me to face this.â
âThen youâd better think it through. Weâve known each other the longest. Are you really going to give me up to someone else? Is that still the Ji Qingyan who always strives to be the best?â