Chapter 305: Chapter 305

The golden crow descends in the west, the horizon painted with crimson clouds like a fiery blaze, the orange glow of the sunset outlining their slender silhouettes.

Ying Cenchuan halted for a moment, raised his gaze towards that orange light, warmth creeping into his voice with a hint of elusive guilt, "Yun Lin, I was truly wrong before."

Allowing Fu Shan An to remain in the Ying Family, neglecting Rong Zhi’s feelings.

In the ordinary farce, she was the only victim.

He had no right to decide for Rong Zhi.

"I used to wonder what kind of man Little Nine’s husband would be. With her personality, she might never marry at all."

"But ever since I got to know Bai Su, I felt he was the one."

"She and Bai Su are inseparable, Yun Lin, I almost ruined Little Nine."

Ying Yunlin felt immense gratitude.

Fortunately, Bai Su insisted on dealing with Fu Shan An back then; otherwise, there wouldn’t be this harmonious scene today.

Ying Yunlin’s eyes widened slightly in surprise at his words, yet he wholeheartedly agreed.

What was Rong Zhi like before?

Cold and heartless, rebellious, cloaked in solitude.

Her entire being was surrounded by thick walls, isolating her from everyone, even her brothers struggled to glimpse her heart.

Perhaps in others’ eyes, she was powerful and had everything, but no one truly understood what she wanted, no one could enter her heart.

Ying Cenchuan pursed his lips, suddenly smiling, "Isn’t Dad planning to hold the engagement ceremony before they go back? Didn’t he already pick a date?"

The sudden topic shift left Ying Yunlin momentarily stunned. He touched his chin, pondered briefly, and said, "March 6th? I remember it’s before the Perfumer Association’s grading exam."

After the New Year, Rong Zhi was going back to her country. Ying Ji wanted to hold the engagement ceremony as soon as possible, otherwise, with great distances, they might not be able to take care of it.

As for the wedding, it could wait a couple of years.

Ying Cenchuan nodded, "I’ll go discuss it with Dad."

He turned to find Ying Ji, his steps noticeably lighter.

The sun setting, Rong Zhi leaned in the study on the second floor, gazing out at the flower field.

Her gaze shifted slightly, seeing that man who had been so busy recently, walking from the edge of the flower field.

He searched the floors for a couple of seconds, then precisely pinpointed her location.

Rong Zhi lowered her head, their eyes met in mid-air.

The sunset became fragmented light, blending into those peach blossom eyes, the colors lightly rippling, shimmering beautifully.

Behind him were vast blue roses, the wind blowing, the blossoms blooming, he seemed like a flower spirit walking amidst them, his destination directed towards her.

Rong Zhi propped her chin, faintly curling her lips, appreciating the beautiful scene before her.

Could this mean... she picked the best one?

The figure disappeared from sight, reappearing beside her shortly, carrying the faint fragrance from the flower sea, enveloping her instantly.

"Coming back and couldn’t see you, I was so sad."

Bai Su pressed against her shoulder, his voice muffled, "Hug."

His mouth asking, yet his hands already moved.

His chin tickled her shoulder, Rong Zhi tilted her head back, speaking slowly, "Talk properly."

Bai Su sighed softly, "I am talking properly."

Rong Zhi’s tone was calm, "Then let go."

The hand on her waist tightened inch by inch, not letting go despite her words, using his coarse hair to rub against her face.

Inexplicably, she tasted a hint of this dog man’s playfulness again.

"Zai Zai, let me hug a little longer," he softly called her name, his tone affable and gentle, as if a lover’s gentle murmur, "Hug me."

His hand mischievously pinched her fair face, over and over.

It was very comforting.

Young Master Bai’s exhaustion was instantly soothed by the warmth and softness he held.

Rong Zhi’s legs grew tired from standing, shifting her body, unexpectedly Bai Su spun her around.

His fingertips traced her delicate brows and eyes, those peach blossom eyes deep and reserved, "Tomorrow is the engagement banquet, are you nervous?"

Her long eyelashes fluttered lightly, "No."

Ying Ji had notified her days ago, she had mentally prepared many times and was no longer nervous.

"But I am nervous," Bai Su’s voice softened to the gentlest, "You still have time to regret it, before tomorrow comes."

His lips curled up, like teasing a child, indulging her every decision.

Rong Zhi, expressionless, pressed on his subconsciously tightening hand, "I—"

Bai Su abruptly interrupted her unspoken words, reversed her hand, placing it against his cheek, his voice slow and steady, eyes fixed on her unmovingly, "I give you time, but I refuse your answer, you can only be mine."

Then why give the choice?

"Just wanted to test if you’re really so heartless," he lowered his brows, thin lips slightly pressed, sounding rather aggrieved, "Don’t reject me, whatever you dislike, I can change."

Rong Zhi scratched his face, "Didn’t intend to refuse."

Bai Su followed up swiftly, "Then you agree."

"Even if you disagree, I don’t care... hmm??"

His peach blossom eyes widened slightly, clutching the slender waist of the youth, his voice unconsciously rising two tones, "Really?"

Rong Zhi pulled his hand away, leading him out of the study, back to the room, pushing him to sit on the bed, her voice indifferent and commanding, "Sleep first, then I’ll tell you."

Bai Su’s eyes burned with interest, the smile on his lips unfading, upon hearing that he shook his head directly, "I’m not sleepy, Zai Zai, did you really agree?"

Rong Zhi suddenly leaned closer, her fingertips resting at the dark area under his eyes, "Sleep."

Coming back, he specifically came looking for her, wasn’t he busy enough?

Bai Su furrowed his brow, then relaxed, chuckling lightly, pulling the arriving youth closer, effortlessly rolling them into the bed.

"Zai Zai feels sorry for me?"

Rong Zhi propped herself above him, her eyes narrowed slightly, "It’s you courting death."

"No objection means consent," Bai Su pressed at her waist, his fingertips moved, slightly lifting her hem, "Then, would Zai Zai accompany me to sleep?"

He could put extra emphasis on the word ’sleep.’

Rong Zhi covered his mouth, clicking her tongue lightly, "Dream on."

"If one looks beautiful, of course, they should dream beautifully."

His voice muffled, hot breath exhaling against her palm, forcing Rong Zhi to let go quickly.

Given a chance to speak, Bai Su immediately said, "Without Zai Zai to accompany me, I can’t fall asleep."

Rong Zhi: "Phone or leg, choose one?"

A phone could knock unconscious, a leg could kick unconscious, both had the same effect.

Bai Su’s mouth twitched, "Can I change my choice?"

Rong Zhi responded with actions to show whether he could change.

She pivoted on her right hand, rolling to the side, out of his control, pressing her left leg up hard in a kick.

Bai Su groaned abruptly.

Rong Zhi paused her leg, rising from him and standing on the bed, lowering her eyes to see the man’s tightly furrowed brows, his face showing painful expression.

Did she break something?

"Zai Zai..." Bai Su sighed eerily, "Almost ended the Bai Family line."

If she remembered correctly, weren’t there several young masters in the Bai Family?

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Rong Zhi swept over his lower body expressionlessly, retreating two steps, "Sleep well."

No, the bed was only so big, where could he sleep?