Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“I want to marry you.”

With these five words, Qiao Aiyun’s pupils shrank slightly, and she was dumbfounded.

Standing in the elevator, Old Madam Yan was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped. Her gaze met with Qiao Aiyun’s, and the both of them were at a loss of what to do.

“Auntie Yan…” Qiao Aiyun had never once thought that someone would propose to her when she was forty years old.

Moreover, the person proposing to her was one of the people she had been most afraid of in the first half of her life. He had a cold face and was drunk, and it was even in front of his mother. After living for more than forty years, this was the first time she felt so embarrassed.

Her face flushed, and she was too ashamed to look straight at her.

“Why don’t we go upstairs first?” Old Madam Yan suggested. The hotel lobby wasn’t a good place to talk.

Besides, Yan Wangchuan seemed to be slightly out of his mind right now, and he was standing there like a block of wood. He’s so embarrassing. Although his father was a bit inarticulate when he was young, he wasn’t as bad as him.

“Okay.” Yan Wangchuan grabbed Qiao Aiyun’s wrist in his hand. She wanted to break free from his grip and enter the elevator, but a certain someone refused to let go.

This made her flustered and exasperated, and they went into the elevator holding hands just like that.

The atmosphere instantly became extremely awkward.

Old Madam Yan stood at the back of the elevator, and the two of them stood in front of her, still holding hands.

The marriage between Qiao Aiyun and Song Jingren had already only existed in name from the moment she found out that he had cheated on her. This was also why they only had one child.

Many of the elders of the Song family were very conservative and thought that they had to have a boy. But Qiao Aiyun already felt that he was very dirty, and she felt disgusted to even share the same bed with him, let alone having another child. So even though Song Jingren wanted a boy, he hadn’t dared to force her.

They rarely had any intimacy between the two of them. At most, they would link arms when attending events. Holding hands with someone like this, Qiao Aiyun’s face was terribly red.

His palms were hot and sweaty, but even so, he refused to let go.

“Senior Brother…” Qiao Aiyun’s voice was weak. “Can you let go of my hand?”

Yan Wangchuan stared at her without saying a word, clearly not wanting to do this.

“Your palm is sweaty. It’s uncomfortable.”

Yan Wangchuan finally let go of her hand, freeing her wrist. She heaved a long sigh of relief.

From the corner of her eye, she saw Yan Wangchuan take out a piece of tissue from his pocket, wipe his palms repeatedly, and reach his hand out to her again. “There’s no sweat anymore.”

Qiao Aiyun’s lips twitched. What kind of move is this?

After experiencing the initial shock, Old Madam Yan felt quite comforted in her heart. He’s finally enlightened. But why are his actions and words still so rigid?

Yan Wangchuan kept holding his hand out like this, making Qiao Aiyun nervous.

Thankfully, the elevator had already reached their floor. But the moment Qiao Aiyun stepped out of the elevator, her wrist was grabbed and fell into a certain someone’s scorching hot hand.

Her face reddened in embarrassment.

“What are you doing?” He’s normally so serious. Why is being so unreasonable when drunk? Besides, there’s an elder here.

“Holding hands,” he said self-justifiably.

“Senior Brother, I don’t think it’s very appropriate. I…”

“There’s nothing inappropriate about me wanting to marry you.”

Qiao Aiyun’s pupils dilated. Marry?

“Wangchuan, go back to your room first.” Old Madam Yan was very relieved and couldn’t stop smiling.

Old Madam Yan and Yan Wangchuan didn’t stay in the same room. When they reached the door, Old Madam Yan leaned on her walking stick as she pushed her glasses slightly up her nose bridge. “Wangchuan, where’s the room card?”

“Pocket.” Yan Wangchuan’s fingers held Qiao Aiyun tightly, refusing to let go for a moment.

“Which side?” Old Madam Yan reached out her hand, preparing to look for the room card.

A certain someone was unhappy. “I want her to take it.”

Old Madam Yan didn’t know what to say about how she felt. I’m his mother, but I can’t even touch him?

This made Qiao Aiyun nervous. She could only reach out her other hand to feel for the room card in his pocket. After opening the door, Old Madam Yan yawned. “I’m old now, so I’m rather sleepy. Aiyun, I’ll leave Wangchuan to you. I’ll go and sleep first.”

“Auntie…” Qiao Aiyun was so anxious that her forehead had a thin layer of sweat. Why is she running away? What do I do then?

Yan Wangchuan was very strong, and she couldn’t break free from his grip, so she could only follow him back to his room first.

***

He was staying in a standard hotel room with a large bed. The room was very clean and tidy. There was a laptop and some documents on the table, and even the suits hanging on the clothes rack were ironed. It was apparent from this how restrained his life was usually.

Qiao Aiyun had only been in a relationship once in her entire life, and she had met a scumbag like Song Jingren. Other than him, she had never been alone with the opposite sex. Furthermore, they were in a hotel now.

“Senior Brother, can you let go now?”

“I’m not your senior brother,” Yan Wangchuan corrected her seriously.

“If you’re not my senior brother, then who are you?” Qiao Aiyun chuckled softly.

“I don’t want to be your senior brother.”

Qiao Aiyun smiled bitterly. In the future, I’ll fight with anyone if they force him to drink alcohol again.

He’s never like this normally. Why does he dare to say all these romantic words when he’s drunk?

“Let go of me first. I’m already in the room. I can’t run away.”

“Promise to marry me first.”

“I…” Qiao Aiyun was so angry that she wished she could beat him up. Why is he so brazen?

On second thought, why am I being so serious with a drunkard? She decided to go along with his words. “Okay, I promise you.”

“Really?”

“Really. Can you let go of me now?”

Yan Wangchuan seemed reluctant. “Let’s hold hands for another minute.”

Qiao Aiyun sighed. She could only let him hold her hand. But who knew how many minutes passed by like this.

Finally, after she coaxed him for a long time, he let go of her hand, took off his clothes, and got into bed.

He was used to restraining himself, so even though he was drunk and his fingers were trembling, he still folded his clothes neatly before lying on the bed steadily. Even his sleeping posture was standard and controlled.

Due to the alcohol, after lying down, he soon fell asleep. His coat was dirty and reeked of alcohol. Qiao Aiyun frowned slightly. She took his clothes and went to the laundry room on the fourth floor to help him wash them.

A hotel like this had laundry rooms, which was quite convenient.

More than an hour passed before she finally finished washing the clothes.

When she returned, Yan Wangchuan was still sleeping soundly, and his posture hadn’t even changed. She folded his clothes neatly and poured a glass of water for him before leaving the hotel.

Along the way, she kept thinking about settling scores with Qiao Wangbei later. Little did she know that he had long fallen asleep in the car.

She was so angry that she lost her temper.

***

In the ski resort abroad…

Song Fengwan was worried about Duan Linbai’s eyes. After returning to her room, she looked up a lot of information on snow blindness, and she basically didn’t sleep all night. At about five in the morning, when Huai Sheng woke up to recite the scriptures, she wore her clothes and went to Fu Chen’s room.

This was a guesthouse style hotel, so there was no need to swipe a card or key in a password to unlock doors. After entering the rooms, people only needed to lock the doors from the inside.

Fu Chen often changed the ice packs for Duan Linbai throughout the night, so the door wasn’t locked. Song Fengwan turned the doorknob and pushed open the door.

The room was pitch black, and there was only a thin slit between the curtains. The snowy light shone in, clearly showing the furnishings in the room.

Duan Linbai was lying on the bed, still asleep, while Fu Chen was sitting on a chair beside the bed. His back was facing the light, so she couldn’t see his face clearly, but he was probably asleep.

Song Fengwan walked softly to Fu Chen’s side, bent down to pick up the blanket that had slipped from his legs, and gently covered him with it. She then stared at Duan Linbai for a long while. Just as she turned around to leave, someone grabbed her wrist.

“Wanwan.” Fu Chen’s voice was hoarse, and he stood up right away.

Song Fengwan turned her head around. The snowy light was so dim that she could barely see him. She could only vaguely see his deep and dark eyes and his slightly pursed mouth.

“You’re up so early.” Fu Chen glanced out of the window from the corner of his eye. The night sky was dark, and the street lights were still on.

“I couldn’t sleep. Is Big Brother Duan okay?” She lowered her voice, for fear of waking Duan Linbai up.

“He should be fine. He may be blind for a while. At dawn, he and I will leave on the earliest cable car and go to the hospital. He’ll first get an inspection in the local hospital. If there’s nothing serious, I’ll bring him back to the capital. I can’t send you home this time.” Fu Chen moved half an inch closer to her.

“It’s fine. It’s more important for him to see a doctor.”

“Are you still afraid about what happened yesterday?” Duan Linbai had snow blindness all of the sudden, catching all of them off guard. Fu Chen didn’t even have time to comfort her.

“I was pretty scared earlier, but I’m fine now.”

“Come a bit closer.” Fu Chen’s voice was deep.

“Um?”

“Your voice is too soft. I can’t hear you.”

Song Fengwan was afraid of disturbing Duan Linbai, so she obediently moved closer to him…

Fu Chen’s eyes darkened. It’ll probably be a long time before we can see each other again. He bent down slightly and lowered his head…

At this distance, their breaths were ambiguously intertwined. Song Fengwan’s breathing was erratic and carried a hint of sweetness. Fu Chen exuded a faint sandalwood fragrance. It was deep, clear, and pervasive.

There’s still someone else in the room! Song Fengwan instinctively turned her head to avoid him.

Fu Chen’s eyes narrowed…

“Big Brother Duan is still here.” Song Fengwan clenched her fists slightly. Their surroundings were so dim that she couldn’t even see Fu Chen’s expression. Their breaths were enchantingly entangled.

At this moment, her mind was completely captivated by him. The tip of his nose was rubbing against hers, and his thin lips were already drifting around and rubbing against hers…

This kind of ambiguity was the most torturous.

Song Fengwan’s heart trembled, and the corners of her lips went numb. Even her body felt a little limp.

“Don’t be like this. You’ll wake Big Brother Duan up.” Her thoughts were a mess, and only her voice was barely resisting.

Fu Chen laughed softly. With the help of the snowy light, he reached out his hand to hold her chin…

… and directly kissed her.

Song Fengwan didn’t even have time to cry out in alarm before her voice was completely cut off.

Fu Chen wrapped his other hand around her waist and drew her into his embrace. Song Fengwan’s hands tugged at his sweater, wishing to tug the thin sweater into pieces.

“Don’t move. Be quiet. You’ll disturb Linbai.” Fu Chen sucked on her lips lightly, slowly licking and nibbling on them.

She was tingling all over.

Song Fengwan tried to push him away, but a certain someone was too strong for her.

“Be good. Don’t move. I’ll just kiss you twice.

“Let’s keep it down.”

Song Fengwan was furious. He’s still so shameless at a time like this.

Fu Chen completely trapped her in his embrace. Song Fengwan couldn’t break free and didn’t dare to struggle too hard, so she could only accept his gentle and passionate kiss…

She felt that she was about to be driven crazy by Fu Chen. There’s still someone in the room!! She was afraid that Duan Linbai would wake up, and her heart was in her throat. Her heart was beating wildly, and her thoughts were a mess. Fu Chen took the opportunity to make his move and couldn’t wait to take her breath away…

Her legs were trembling, and she could only lean on Fu Chen for support.

Fu Chen only let go of her slightly after she made a little muffled noise when she couldn’t take it anymore.

But he didn’t separate her from him completely. Their lips were still slightly touching, as if they were together but also apart.

“Big Brother Duan is still here. How can you dare…” Song Fengwan gritted her teeth in anger, about to go crazy from fear.

Fu Chen stretched his arms out to hug her. His thin and hot lips pressed against her ear as he said in a low and ambiguous voice, “After tasting it once, I went crazy from missing it.”

“You…” Song Fengwan’s eyes were tightly shut, and her body was trembling. “You’re being a hooligan.”

“Yes.” Fu Chen didn’t deny it. “I’ll be even happier if you’re willing to cooperate with me next time.”

Song Fengwan was so angry that she wanted to kick him, so she did it. She lifted her leg and stepped on Fu Chen’s foot…

Fu Chen gasped and instead hugged her even tighter. “You’ve gotten bold!”

“You deserve it.”

Fu Chen laughed softly and held her hand as they walked out. “Let’s go. It’s almost sunrise. The sunrise in the snowfield is spectacular.”

Song Fengwan couldn’t flare up in this room, so she could only let him hold her hand and lead her out.

***

After the two of them left, the person on the bed let out a long sigh.

“F*ck, I almost suffocated.

“I’ve never realized that Third Fu is such a hooligan before. He’s so glib-tongued, and he takes advantage of her everywhere.

“And he treated me like I’m dead?! I didn’t even dare to breathe loudly.”

Duan Linbai subconsciously reached for his cell phone. Only then did he realize that he could no longer see. In this society, if you weren’t able to play with your phone, there was no way to continue living.

After some time, Huai Sheng came into his room. “Uncle Duan, are you awake?”

Duan Linbai could feel him climbing onto the bed. “What’s the matter now?”

“Are you bored? Do you want me to recite scriptures for you?”

The corners of Duan Linbai’s mouth twitched.. When my eyes recover, I’ll chop this little monk into pieces, steam and braise him, and then fry him!