Chapter 201: I Can't Wait to Have a Formal Status

In the evening, Zhu Yuan was lifted up by Sheng Yu in the lounge to get dressed.

The clothes she had been wearing were torn by him, so these were new ones bought by the secretary.

Considering they had to catch a flight to Yucheng in the evening, Sheng Yu only had her once in the afternoon.

But this time they were more frantic and unbridled than ever before, wanting to merge into each other's very bones and blood.

When Sheng Yu held her as they reached the peak, his fingertips were trembling; he kissed her flushed, hot earlobe, sounding somewhat crazed and hoarse as he said, "Yuanyuan, it's fortunate that the one you love is me."

After boarding the plane, Zhu Yuan ate and then leaned against Sheng Yu, falling asleep instantly.

It felt as if they had returned to Yucheng in the blink of an eye.

The temperature in Yucheng today was over twenty degrees, and it didn't feel very cold even at night.

After getting off the plane, Sheng Yu still draped a coat over Zhu Yuan and cupped her face, "Are you still sleepy?"

Zhu Yuan dared not nod or shake her head, terrified of falling into his trap; every word this man said could be a landmine waiting for her to jump onto.

Seeing her guarded expression, Sheng Yu wanted to laugh, "Could I eat you?"

"Haven't you?" Zhu Yuan's voice was still hoarse the moment she spoke.

When Sheng Yu had pinned her against the headboard in the lounge, he had nibbled on her ear and told her the lounge was soundproof.

He had used every method to make her cry out, but whenever she made a sound, he would go crazy; she couldn't suppress it at all, completely losing control as she made those sounds.

"If you can still bicker, then you aren't sleepy." Sheng Yu took her hand and led her to the car, "I'm taking you somewhere."

"Where to?" Zhu Yuan was led into the car by him, and the car drove out of the Airport.

She looked at the man's profile; forget it, he wouldn't say even if she asked, so she simply closed her eyes and leaned against him.

The car drove steadily along the road, and Sheng Yu toyed with her slender, fair fingers.

Outside the window, the traffic flowed like water, time drifted by quietly, and it felt as if time had slowed down significantly.

The car stopped at the observation deck.

Zhu Yuan opened her eyes and was led out of the car by Sheng Yu, asking in confusion, "Why did we come here?"

It was already past opening hours at this time.

But since Sheng Yu could bring her here on New Year's Eve, any time he wanted to come was never a problem for him.

"Let's see if there will be any shooting stars tonight."

Sheng Yu held her hand and entered the elevator.

Zhu Yuan looked at the man's profile in shock.

If these words had come from the mouth of Yuan Fengye or Qi Jing, she wouldn't have been the least bit surprised.

Yet, they came from the mouth of Sheng Yu, a man who didn't understand romance.

Since when did he want to see shooting stars so much?

But if he wanted to see them, then let him; after all, who else was he but her boyfriend?

Just spoil him.

Anyway, she hadn't seen a shooting star in a long time; in her memory, it was still when she was little, on the night of the first day of the Lunar New Year.

The elevator arrived.

Unlike the cold of that New Year's Eve, the temperature tonight was much more comfortable.

Zhu Yuan spread her arms and took a deep breath.

Tonight was a moonless night, the surrounding lights were not bright, and a whole expanse of the brilliant starry sky could be seen from the observation deck.

Just as Zhu Yuan took a deep breath, the man suddenly hugged her waist from behind, his deep, pleasant voice lingering in her ear, "Finally, I can hold you here openly and honestly."

When he came here on New Year's Eve, he had wanted to hold her like this; at the time, the thought had made his whole body ache.

Zhu Yuan also recalled that night—or rather, the middle of the night between New Year's Eve and the first day of the Lunar New Year.

"You didn't take any less advantage of me either; you even kissed me until I was dazed at my doorstep." Thinking of that kiss from Sheng Yu, which carried such surging emotions, Zhu Yuan couldn't help but feel her heart race.

"Who told you to dare to go on a blind date with someone else, hmm?" The man gently bit her ear.

A tingling sensation instantly spread throughout her body, and Zhu Yuan felt her bones go soft.

Being hugged by him with her back against his chest, she could only bump him with her shoulder, "Didn't you say we were watching for shooting stars? Can you be serious?"

Sheng Yu let out a low laugh, which sounded exceptionally sexy and alluring to Zhu Yuan.

The man suddenly raised his hand, "Look, a shooting star."

"Where?" Zhu Yuan quickly looked in the direction he pointed, but only saw the stars twinkling in the sky; she didn't see a shooting star at all.

Sheng Yu pointed in another direction, "There's one there too."

Zhu Yuan hurriedly followed his gaze again.

A flash of fine, shimmering light passed before her eyes, more brilliant and eye-catching than a shooting star.

Zhu Yuan was stunned.

Sheng Yu's distinct, bony hand held a diamond ring; looking at her stunned expression, he chuckled softly, "Little fool, why are you so easy to trick?"

Zhu Yuan came back to her senses and turned to look at Sheng Yu; the mountain breeze lifted her hair, blurring her vision, yet she could clearly see herself in Sheng Yu's eyes.

The only her in his eyes.

Sheng Yu grabbed her left hand and slid the ring onto her ring finger, "Yuanyuan, I can't wait to have a formal status."

"I..." Her eyes turned red.

Because besides seeing herself in Sheng Yu's eyes, she also saw his vulnerability and pleading, his hard armor stripped away, completely unmasked for a fleeting moment, "Marry me, I want all of your love."

—Zhu Yuan, I want you to love me!

—Do you love me that much?

—Yuanyuan, so you love me this much.

The love he repeatedly confirmed in front of her—it turned out he was this fragile and dared not believe it easily.

The moment Zhu Yuan stood on her tiptoes to hug him tightly, the man who had once been high and mighty, arrogant and conceited, lowered his head to accommodate her, pulling her into his arms as well, the veins on the back of his hands bulging, his fingertips trembling.

"Yuanyuan, keep loving me, just as I love you."

A shooting star streaked across the horizon, and Sheng Yu's words were like a wish made under a shooting star, destined to be heard by the gods.

Zhu Yuan lifted her head from his embrace, but Sheng Yu covered her eyes with his hand; Zhu Yuan pulled his hand away, closed her eyes, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed his eyes.

A salty taste.

A gentle breeze blew across the mountain, and Zhu Yuan kissed away the dampness in Sheng Yu's eyes, holding him tightly, "Sheng Yu, why do you love me so much?"

Saying his own words back to him, leaving him with nothing to say.

Holding the woman in his arms who was trembling just like him, Sheng Yu laughed softly: "Do you know that we met here when we were little?"

Zhu Yuan was stunned, "We?"

"Mm." The man took his phone from his pocket and opened the photo album.

It was a photo from the family album that Enzo had secretly taken at Zhu Yuan's house back then.

In the photo, Zhu Yuan was pink and adorable, the smile on her chubby little face as bright as the scorching sun.

Yet Zhu Yuan still couldn't help but blush, "How do you have this photo!"

This was when she was at her heaviest.

Sheng Yu held her, took her finger and pointed to the background of the photo, "The boy and woman turning around behind you are my mother and me, fourteen years ago on the first day of the Lunar New Year, right here."

Zhu Yuan froze, and long-buried memories slowly surfaced in her mind.

She suddenly glared at Sheng Yu, embarrassed and angry, "I remember now, it was you, wasn't it! You laughed at me for being a little pink pig!"

"It wasn't me, you remembered wrong."