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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nJiang Zhuoheng had always been known as an obedient child. Being born from a family that had been wealthy for numerous generations didn’t affect his conduct, and in any case, he had a clean record.

nHe would stay at school from morning to night, and he was always at top of his class.

nAlthough it only lasted for a mere two months, when they both started dating in City B, many people were updated with the news.

nJiang Zhuoheng’s family were open-minded and had no problems with their relationship. They had been supportive throughout.

nThe only person who didn’t approve of them being together was Yan Rusheng.

n“Oh,” Wen Xuxu grunted, keeping her head bowed low.

nShe understood, her grandfather was trying to test her relationship with Jiang Zhuoheng.

nSince her twenty-fifth birthday was just around the corner, her grandfather was feeling quite eager, so much so that he couldn’t sit still.

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nIt was close to nine when dinner ended, Wen Xuxu dragged a box in one hand and used the other to carry the big box from Jiang Zhuoheng back to her apartment.

nShe pushed open the door and turned on the lights. The familiarity of home hit her immediately, warming up her heart as she stepped into her humble abode.

nShe placed Jiang’s box on the floor, shut the door and kicked off her flats. She skipped happily into the shower.

nAfter a few minutes, she wrapped herself in her bathrobe and stepped out of the shower, her hair still wet from the luxurious bath she just took. She carried her hairdryer to the sofa and dried her hair while catching up on some television shows.

nHome was definitely the most comfortable place on earth.

nAfter blow-drying her hair, she lay on the sofa, letting out a sigh of relief.

nBeep!

nHer phone vibrated from an incoming message.

nXuxu picked up her phone—Jiang Zhuoheng had sent her a message.

nXuxu, have you reached home?

nSomething came up tonight, so I won’t be able to pick you up from the airport. Sleep early and rest well. Goodnight.

nAlthough it was only a short message, it gave her a lot of comfort.

nXuxu felt a rush of heat to her face. Jiang Zhuoheng’s voice rang out in her head. It’s been three years, how are you?

nWen Xuxu, are you okay?

nShe wasn’t sure how to answer. Back then she was desperate, thinking that she was still young and had time to wait.

nNow she was 25 and couldn’t afford to wait any longer. Was she going to keep being stubborn?

nShe put down her phone and slipped into her slippers. She took the pink box from Jiang Zhuoheng and untied the butterfly knot to unveil the contents inside.

nShe lifted the cover, and her eyes brightened.

nInside was a snugly wrapped white dress with puffy sleeves, a lace trim at the neckline, and cufflinks.

nXuxu put down the lid, took out the paper protector and lifted the dress. It was the perfect length.

nHer eyes were brimming with tears.

nWhat’s there to be jealous about? It’s just Snow White.

nWhen you grow up, I’ll get you a dress way nicer than hers and you’ll look great in it.

nXuxu, if I return after three years and you’re still single, be my princess again, okay?

nHow much good had she done in her past life to let her meet Jiang Zhuoheng in this life?

nEven if it was a small assurance, he was sure to go through with it.

nThat night, Xuxu thought of a lot of things…

nAfter returning to the office post business trip, Yan Rusheng and Wen Xuxu were too busy to even have meals.

nOne fine day, the office seemed calm, as per usual.

nIt was time to get off work, everyone had left. Wen Xuxu was packing up her things and was about to leave the office.

nShe turned back and saw the President, fast asleep on his desk.

nShe contemplated for a while and decided to wake him up personally.

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