Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Sitting in the car, now far from the old house, Wen Xin took out from her pocket the seal that Old Madam Mu had put into her hand.
The seal was shaped like a tiger’s head. It was not large but looked very exquisite, with the tiger’s eyes appearing very lifelike.
Mu Chengxi, who was driving, glanced over to see Wen Xin looking down at sothing. He turned his head for a better look and couldn’t help but chuckle softly.
Hearing Mu Chengxi’s chuckle, Wen Xin looked up at him and raised an eyebrow, “What? What is this?”
“The Tiger Head Seal of the Mu family’s matriarch—it holds a veto power within the Mu family.”
Mu Chengxi was sowhat surprised to see the jade seal in Wen Xin’s hand. He knew Old Madam Mu liked Wen Xin, but he hadn’t expected her to hand over the seal to Wen Xin so soon.
“Does this thing have a lot of power?” Wen Xin, holding the tiger head seal between her beautiful fingers, shook it in front of Mu Chengxi, asking sowhat in disbelief.
“A lot. It has the sa effect as the Mu family head’s seal, both left behind by our ancestors, who greatly respected this tradition. Grandma giving this to you ans she wants you to manage the family on her behalf…”
After Mu Chengxi’s explanation, Wen Xin felt the weight of Old Madam Mu’s gift, and she questioned softly, “Is it too late to give it back now?”
“It’s too late. From today onwards, even if you haven’t married yet, the Mu family is under your control. Holding the seal makes you the matriarch of the Mu family.”
With a light smile on his lips, Mu Chengxi looked at the seal in Wen Xin’s hand, pleased, seeing this as a step towards integrating Wen Xin into his family’s lineage.
“This is ssing around, isn’t it? Who can I possibly control?” Wen Xin, looking at the hot potato that was the tiger head seal in her hands, was sowhat speechless. She felt she should have declined when she saw Old Madam Mu’s secretive gesture and avoided putting herself in this difficult situation.
“What? Does becoming the matriarch of the Mu family trouble you? Don’t worry, with here, the affairs of the Mu family won’t bother you.” Mu Chengxi held the steering wheel with one hand and gently squeezed Wen
Xin’s hand with the other.
It gets dark early this season. By the ti Mu Chengxi and Wen Xin arrived at the hotel, the sky had already darkened.
Mu Chengxi, holding Wen Xin’s hand, entered the hotel’s largest private room. As they approached the door of the private room, the waiter warmly opened it for them and invited them in.
Entering the room, it was already full of people that Wen Xin knew in Beijing.
She hadn’t expected Mu Chengxi to invite Ma Wenyuan and Wen Zhimo, even the Zhuge couple and the principal of Beijing University.
Wen Xin was stunned to see so many people gathered around the table for a re birthday celebration, wondering if such a fuss was necessary.
Mu Chengxi, who had been watching Wen Xin, seed to notice the confusion in her eyes. He took her shoulders, turning her to face him.
“Wen Xin, do you rember? Back at the Mu house, I told you that the birthday gift I wanted to give you today was myself. I wonder if you’re willing to accept this gift.’
Saying so, Mu Chengxi produced a ring box from sowhere and opened it in front of Wen Xin.
“Little ancestor, from the day I t you, I’ve had only one thought: to bring you to my side, to take care of you, to cherish you.”
“I’ve managed to do that, but I’ve realized I’m a greedy person. I want you to love , to know that I love you, and to keep you by my side forever.”
“Little ancestor, please grant a proper status. I want you to be my fiancée. I know I might be rushing things, but the mont I got the ring, I wanted to put it on your finger. Would you be willing?”
At that mont, Mu Chengxi was nervous. He didn’t know if Wen Xin could feel his sincerity; his proposal was indeed a bit rushed.
But when he got the custom-made ring for her this morning, he couldn’t contain himself. He just wanted to slip the ring onto Wen Xin’s finger and secure his little ancestor.
Wen Xin blinked her beautiful eyes and didn’t respond imdiately, causing everyone around them to hold their breath, not daring to urge the two big shots on.
Sitting at the table, Wen Huai slightly frowned at the standoff. He wasn’t fond of Mu Chengxi, feeling he was ignorant and incompetent and unworthy of his all-capable sister.
However, after spending ti together, he could see Mu Chengxi’s kindness towards Wen Xin and his inclusive care for him and Tan Xingyue.
This man might not be the best, but he thought Mu Chengxi’s intentions were the most suited for Wen Xin. With him, Wen Xin seed happier and less prone to emotional outbursts.
Wen Huai stood up, went over to Mu Dong, took the rose from his hand, and approached Mu Chengxi.
“Haven’t you eaten Monk Tang’s flesh, nor have you watched Journey to the West’? Don’t you know a proposal should be sincere?”
Wen Huai’s words puzzled Mu Chengxi. Just as he was about to ask what Wen Huai ant, he felt a kick to his knee.
Wen Huai’s kick was strong but controlled, not ant to hurt Mu Chengxi, just to make him kneel on one knee.
Everyone gasped at the sight, wondering who dared to treat Mu Chengxi this way. The grass on the grave of the person who dared to lay hands on Mu Chengxi was already as tall as a person, right? This kid really dared to!
Seeing Mu Chengxi suddenly kneel, Wen Xin was also surprised. She knew Mu Chengxi’s kneeling was not to force her decision but to give her the right to choose.
However, Wen Huai’s action left Wen Xin with no chance to refuse.
Wen Xin hadn’t considered refusing. Her hesitation wasn’t about not accepting Mu Chengxi’s proposal; she just felt unresolved about her own issues and didn’t want to drag Mu Chengxi down with her.
However, it seed her issues were already intertwined with Mu Chengxi. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly opened them.
“I’m willing. This is the best birthday gift ever! ”
Wen Xin extended her hand towards Mu Chengxi, allowing him to place the ring on her finger, her first promise to him.
In this life, he’s the only one!
Mu Chengxi took the ring from the box, and perhaps due to nervousness or excitent, the usually composed Mu Chengxi’s hands trembled slightly..
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