Chapter 291 - The Late Marriage Proposal

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Wen Tong, who was at the side, grumbled a little.”Yeah, Dr. Song. I almost fainted from the shock. I was totally unprepared.”

Song Chuyi didn’t say anything. He glanced in the rearview mirror and saw that there were a few cars closing in.

He started the engine, turned the steering wheel suddenly and stepped on the gas.

The reporter’s cars in the back followed closely. He dashed onto the highway and moved in between cars, shaking off the cars behind them very quickly.

Changqing had always known that Li Shaobin drove fast and furiously, but she didn’t expect Song Chuyi to drive so fast as well, making her heart almost jump out of her chest.

The Mercedes slowed down along the road. Song Chuyi got off and went around the front of the car to Wen Tong’s side. He opened the car door and said subtly and politely, “Could you please take a cab back to the hotel first? I want to take Changqing somewhere.”

“Er… sure.” Wen Tong also felt that it would be better to give them some alone time. Just as she was about to get off, Changqing pulled her and said, “I’ll leave with you.”

Wen Tong glanced at Song Chuyi and hardened her heart, pushing Changqing’s hand away. “You won an award tonight. Dr. Song must’ve arranged a celebration for you. I won’t go and disturb the two of you.”

After she said that, she received a sharp, dagger-like glance from Changqing and escaped quickly.

Changqing became increasingly frustrated and glared at Song Chuyi.

He pretended he didn’t see that and went to the trunk to take out a new set of clothes and shoes. “Change into them. You’ll be cold like this.”

Changqing cursed him through and through silently, but her gown was indeed too formal and couldn’t keep her warm. “Go out, I’m going to change. Don’t come in.”

“It’s not like I haven’t seen it all before.” Song Chuyi smiled lightly but he still turned around and went out, closing the door behind him.

The windows of the car were extremely tinted because of privacy. She could clearly see him standing tall outside with his back facing her, but he couldn’t see what was going on inside.

Changqing quickly took the gown off but because she was changing in the car, she was very nervous, causing her to change very slowly. After seven to eight minutes, she rolled down the window and told the man standing outside, “I’m done.”

Song Chuyi turned around and looked at her. She was wearing the white, thin, down jacket that he bought for her. She had a scarf on her neck and her hair was still in a bun. The blush on her face made her look very cute.

He got back into the car and started the engine.

Changqing had no idea where he was going to take her. She was tired to begin with and on top of that, he drove around corners, turning here and there, making her a little sleepy.

In no time at all, the car stopped by the river. When Changqing got out, the wind by the river was blowing wildly, but because she was wearing the down jacket, she didn’t feel cold.

“What do you want?” Changqing stared wide-eyed at the neon lights flickering down the river.

“Come with me.” Song Chuyi pulled her hand and got onto a lavish yacht.

Upon entering, Changqing was dumbfounded. The yacht was lit in a romantic hue and the ceiling was filled with balloons. However, what shocked her the most was that the walls of the entire yacht were decorated with picture frames filled with various photos of her.

There were pictures of her juvenile look when she just entered society, her anxious and shy look when she hosted her first program and other various selfies that she had uploaded onto her Weibo. There were ugly faces, laughing faces, embarrassed faces, naughty faces…

There were at least a thousand of them and they were all arranged according to her growth over the years.

She was shocked and looked at the walls holding her memories while holding her breath. There were some pictures she had long forgotten.

As she walked in further, there was a three-tier cake placed right in the middle of the room. There was a figurine in a princess gown wearing a helmet on her head and holding onto an award in her hands on the top tier of the cake. The princess was standing in the middle of a circle of small candles. Changqing could tell that it took a lot of time and effort to craft a cake that looked so life-like.

“These… were all personally hung by me.” Song Chuyi coughed into his fist. His ears were slightly red. He never thought that one day, he would do something like this. “Those few months when I was in Munich taking care of my mom, I would go online to look at your photos and look at your Weibo when I had nothing to do and I downloaded all your pictures. Women like romantic things so I thought I would print all your pictures out and I think… I didn’t miss any.”

He turned his face around and the depths of his pupils were as dazzling as the night sky full of stars. He spoke the sweetest, most romantic words, hitting her heart syllable by syllable.

Changqing felt the tip of her nose turning hot suddenly.

She had always blamed him for not contacting her all this while.

She didn’t think he really thought about her.

She also didn’t believe that he would really love her so much.

However, when she saw all the photos, Changqing felt the rims of her eyes warming up. She could suddenly imagine Song Chuyi sitting by the hospital bed every day, flipping through her photos quietly.

“Come with me.” Song Chuyi held her hand gently once again and led her to the back of the yacht.

The river was lit by thousands of bright and shining lights of multi-colored buildings in the evening.

Suddenly, the neon lights on the tall buildings facing them all lit up to form the words “Marry Me”. Below the words, there was also a “Q”.

“Q” represented qing.

Changqing stared with her mouth wide open at the rows of lights which formed the words “Marry Me” and felt as though the city was enveloped in a fantasy of sorts.

If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn’t be able to believe that the night view of the river would become so beautiful because of her.

Song Chuyi hugged her slowly from behind, saying with a deep and gentle voice as though enchanting her, “Keep watching.”

Changqing lifted her head up. After a few seconds, “Marry Me” suddenly became “I LOVE YOU”.

“I love you.” Song Chuyi laughed softly with a hoarse voice as he lightly nibbled on her earlobe which was exposed in the air. A sudden shiver and numbness shot through Changqing’s spine from the bottom of her feet and into her heart. She could no longer control her body as it leaned softly into his embrace.

Her heart was pounding as though it didn’t belong to her.

She had never thought that her Dr. Song would come up with such a high-profile confession for her.

Song Chuyi turned her body around slowly. Changqing’s eyes were red. His gaze was overly passionate and she suddenly felt embarrassed to look at him. She twisted her body nervously and turned her face to the side as she stuttered, “Why is it ‘Marry Me’? Aren’t we already married?”

“We’re married but doesn’t my wife like romantic things? I owe you a marriage proposal.” Song Chuyi pulled out a white diamond ring from his pocket and said softly, “Qing Bao, are you willing to be with me forever?”

Changqing looked at the diamond ring and cried. She was crying from being touched.

She thought she could endure this year and not forgive him, but Song Chuchu’s ways were too superb. It had only been the second day, yet she already couldn’t hold out anymore.

“For my whole life, I will only dote on you.” Song Chuyi continued to say by her ear with an enchanting and alluring voice.

His warm breath made her earlobe and the tip of her toes feel itchy and fuzzy. She didn’t know what to do and lowered her head. After a very long time, she mumbled softly with her nose all hot, “There are no flowers…”

Song Chuyi finally smiled. He caressed her little face and said lovingly, “Silly, I’ve already promised you that I’ll give you tons of fresh flowers in this lifetime.”

Changqing pounded softly at his chest twice and was finally pressed into his embrace.

Changqing suddenly couldn’t bear to leave his embrace after smelling his familiar breath and feeling his heat while standing by this cold river.

She suddenly thought to herself that Song Chuchu was too scheming to have chosen the river. He obviously thought about using the cold weather to make his embrace feel even warmer in contrast.

She looked up in the distance, onto the buildings ahead. The neon lights were still flashing the words “Marry Me” and “I LOVE YOU”

She became increasingly shy as she looked at it. “Can you turn the words off? It’s so embarrassing if others were to see it.”

“What’s there to be embarrassed about? No one knows it’s us.” Song Chuyi smiled and kissed her forehead. “It’ll be gone in a minute.”

Changqing replied with an “Mm” softly and continued to watch the words.

She might not be able to see such a night view or such a beautiful sight in her life ever again.

A thought flashed past her mind and she quickly took her phone out to take a photo, saying, “I want to leave this as proof in case you treat me badly in the future and don’t love me anymore.”

Song Chuyi laughed softly and didn’t say anything, only hugging her even tighter.

She’s so cute. How’s it possible for me not to love her?

Actually, he didn’t expect himself to be able to like a woman other than Yunyang so much in this lifetime.

After meeting her, he realized that the fondness he had for Yunyang back then was insignificant.

1She was just a little vixen. Ever since he met her, he was enchanted and charmed by this vixen unknowingly.

“Let’s go inside to cut the cake,” he said after the words disappeared.

Changqing’s gaze lingered on the riverside reluctantly before she moved back into the yacht.

The candles on the cake were still burning. Changqing looked closely at the princess made of cream and said, “This is too life-like; I can’t even bear to eat it. It’s all your fault—why did you have to make it look so good? Couldn’t you just buy a cake that cost a hundred or so?”

Song Chuyi passed his fingers through her soft and silky hair. “If I were to really get you a cake that cost a hundred or so, you would say that I was being perfunctory. It’s okay. It would turn bad even if you didn’t eat it.”

Changqing’s lips curled up into a smile. That did seem to be the case.

She bent down and blew the candles. Song Chuyi cut the cake open but shifted the princess figurine onto his bowl.

Changqing pouted unhappily. “I’m the star here. Why are you eating it?”

“Didn’t you say you couldn’t bear to eat it?” Song Chuyi said languidly.

“That’s one thing.” Changqing put the princess in her bowl and snorted. “Besides, I still haven’t settled scores with you for something. Your mom already announced to the public that I’m married. You were behind it, right? I don’t believe that Auntie would’ve done such a thing.”

“Mm…” Song Chuyi answered softly, saying without denial, “I had my own selfish motives. It’s good that others know you’re married so other men wouldn’t get any ideas about you. I’d get jealous too.”

His last sentence was like a fire extinguisher. Just as Changqing’s rage burned and grew, it was suddenly put out.