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Looking at An Xingchen's cute little appearance, Gong Lingqian could not help but let out a light laugh. He lifted his hand and pinched the tip of An Xingchen's nose, and the deep and pleasant voice once again spoke: "What were you thinking about when you were daydreaming in the dining hall?"

An Xingchen looked at Gong Lingqian's eyes which were filled with laughter, his thoughts churning, but he did not know where he suddenly gained the courage to do so. An Xingchen could not help but ask Gong Lingqian: "Gong Lingqian …. Don't you want to marry me? "

Because he did not want to marry her, when Shu Yurou mentioned the matter of marriage, Gong Lingqian hesitated and kept quiet for a long time.

And when Gong Lingqian said that he would agree to the marriage, it was like a compromise from Gong Lingqian to Shu Yurou.

Because Shu Yurou said that it would be a wedding, the usually filial Gong Lingqian decided to follow his mother's wishes and reluctantly agreed to marry her.

When he thought about how An Xingchen's eyes had uncontrollably flushed red, he tried his best to control the dejected mood in his heart. Looking at Gong Lingqian, he hurriedly continued, "Gong Lingqian … You, it doesn't matter if you don't want to marry me. "I'll go downstairs and explain it to auntie later …"

As An Xingchen spoke, she hurriedly lowered her head, trying to hide the emotions in her eyes.

Only a second after An Xingchen lowered her head, Gong Lingqian's large palm grabbed An Xingchen's chin and forced An Xingchen to raise her head again.

Gong Lingqian stared fixedly at An Xingchen, who couldn't help but pamper him but at the same time sigh softly and say, "What do you intend to explain to my mother?"

An Xingchen bit her lips, lowered her eyes, and said, "The matter of not getting married..."

This time, An Xingchen's serious voice interrupted her before she could finish: "An Xingchen, when did I ever say that I'm not going to get married?"

As he spoke, Gong Lingqian reached out and pinched An Xingchen's cheeks as if she was punishing her, "I clearly said I agreed to marry her."

When An Xingchen heard Gong Lingqian's confident words, she felt even more wronged than before and she could not help but say everything that was on her mind, "But … But you clearly hesitated and became silent earlier. "

The girls were all very sensitive, and Gong Lingqian really did not notice these details. Seeing An Xingchen's eyes become even redder, her heart aching, she sighed, and immediately hugged An Xingchen tighter, and apologized sincerely: "Sorry, I really did not do well enough, so you misunderstand."

As he spoke, Gong Lingqian's hands seemed to be holding a rare treasure. He carefully held An Xingchen's little face and looked at An Xingchen in the eyes seriously, "An Xingchen, listen carefully, I love you, and only like you, alone. If I get married, then my bride can only be you, An Xingchen. I didn't hesitate or say anything just now. I was just thinking about how to hold our wedding ceremony. I want to give you everything I have. Do you understand? "

An Xingchen looked at Gong Lingqian in a daze, at a loss of what to do. His mind was blank, and his red eyes could not help but tear.

Unable to hold it in any longer, her voice carried a sobbing tone, "You …. "Are you really willing to marry me?"

Gong Lingqian's heart ached for An Xingchen and he immediately wiped away the tears on his face. He silently sighed to his own mother, he had initially wanted to prepare a romantic proposal for An Xingchen, but ended up getting tormented by his own mother instead. It seemed like he did not have a romantic proposal anymore.

Thinking about that, Gong Lingqian suddenly knelt down in front of An Xingchen, feeling sorry for him, and looked straight at An Xingchen.

It was as if An Xingchen was the only person left in Gong Lingqian's world.

"An Xingchen, don't cry, you're crying to the point that my heart is about to hurt as well."

Gong Lingqian smiled as he looked at An Xingchen, and continued to speak with extreme seriousness: "I had originally wanted to give you a romantic and pleasant marriage proposal, but my plans couldn't keep up with the changes."

"An Xingchen, I'm sorry, I did not have the time to prepare the diamond ring nor the time to prepare the flowers, but at that moment, I still want to tell you, An Xingchen, I love you. I just want to live with you for the rest of my life, so, are you willing to marry me?"

As he sobbed, he threw himself into Gong Lingqian's embrace, and held Gong Lingqian tightly. With a teary voice, he said with determination, "I'm willing, I'm willing! Gong Lingqian, I love you too.

Hearing An Xingchen's confession, the corner of Gong Lingqian's mouth raised and he couldn't help but smile. He tightly embraced An Xingchen and the two of them very tacitly accepted a lingering kiss.

After the kiss ended, Gong Lingqian helped An Xingchen to wipe away the tears on his face. They looked at each other and laughed.

Gong Lingqian held An Xingchen's hand and said: "Come, let's go downstairs to the back garden to accompany my mother for a walk."

"Yes." An Xingchen smiled sweetly and nodded obediently at Gong Lingqian.

Holding hands, they opened the door and walked out together.

Seeing the anxious look on the Aunt Zhang's face, Gong Lingqian frowned. Just as he was about to ask, he saw that the Aunt Zhang had also seen Gong Lingqian, and his face changed. He quickly walked in front of Gong Lingqian and screamed: "Young Master, it's bad! Not good! Madame suddenly fainted! "

When Gong Lingqian heard the sharp voice of the Aunt Zhang, his heart suddenly thumped loudly. His expression immediately darkened, and he ran back into the flower garden with large strides.

Seeing Aunt Zhang's pale face, An Xingchen frowned, she was worried that there was something wrong with Shu Yurou, so she quickly followed.

An Xingchen followed Gong Lingqian into the garden at the back of the garden. The first thing she saw was Shu Yurou who had fainted on the cobblestone path in the backyard.

Shu Yurou's eyes were tightly shut, her face was terrifyingly pale, and she was unconscious on the ground.

Gong Lingqian's face was gloomy as he carried Shu Yurou carefully. As he walked quickly towards the villa's garage, he said to An Xingchen who was beside him: "Xingchen, go to the living room and take my car keys. I'll go to the garage first to wait for you."

"Alright." An Xingchen did not dare delay any further, and immediately ran into the hall.

An Xingchen ran as fast as she could to the living room and gave the keys to the car to Gong Lingqian.

Gong Lingqian first carried the unconscious Shu Yurou to the back of the carriage, while the Aunt Zhang hurriedly followed and sat in the back to take care of Shu Yurou.