Why pick this day?
It was Han Muyang’s little trick.
He had clearly seen that Zhao Xiaoxin had a fondness for him too.
If she refused him, it would only be for objective reasons.
New Year’s Day is a very auspicious occasion, and he felt that on this day, Zhao Xiaoxin would be most likely to soften her heart.
And more likely to agree.
His thinking was right.
When everyone was setting off fireworks, and Han Muyang pulled her aside to whisper his confession, saying, "Xiao Xin, I like you. Can we be together?" she was initially shocked and instinctively wanted to refuse. But considering the day’s focus on good fortune, and that if she rejected him today, his marriage prospects could be dood for a lifeti...
She thought it over and decided to accept for now and break up after the lunar month had passed.
After all, she liked him too.
If they couldn’t be together forever, a month of romance was also acceptable.
She smiled and accepted, "Okay."
She always thought Han Muyang was sowhat foolish and assud he was an amateur in love. Even if she accepted, at most he would hug her or hold her hand.
Now that it was cold, they were both wearing gloves, and even if they held hands it would just be wool...
She didn’t expect that right after she said "okay," Han Muyang would imdiately cup her head and kiss her lips.
Zhao Xiaoxin was instantly stunned.
By the ti she ca to her senses, quite so ti had passed.
And Han Muyang was getting more passionate.
She wanted to push him away, but considering it was New Year’s Day and everything should be auspicious, she didn’t feel right knocking him down...
And he hadn’t done anything wrong.
She had already agreed to be his girlfriend, so where was the mistake in kissing her?
Zhao Xiaoxin hesitated when suddenly a burst of cheers ca from nearby, and then the sincere blessings of friends and relatives who were setting off fireworks together.
"Ha ha, congratulations! Muyang, Xiao Xin, you’re finally together. You must be happy."
"Way to go, Muyang, you’ve finally won your beauty."
"You two must stay together forever."
"Congratulations, congratulations."
...
Zhao Xiaoxin, "..."
Good heavens, how could this happen?
Yet, her heart was so sweet, and soft.
The feeling was too wonderful, she wasn’t sure she could give it up after a month...
Ah, what should she do?
Amid Zhao Xiaoxin’s internal conflict, Han Muyang grabbed her hand, removed the glove on her left hand, slid a ring onto her ring finger, kissed the back of her hand, and said tenderly, "Xiao Xin, I’m so happy. Xiao Xin, thank you for making so joyful."
Zhao Xiaoxin, "..."
Yes, she was happy too.
So, let’s just stay happy for now, and the rest could wait until later.
...
With many helpers, even though the bride ng Chuyue was still in a coma, both families had arranged the wedding preparations perfectly.
Finally, the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month arrived.
Zhao Xiaoxin and Xia Ping went to ng Chuyue’s bedroom to prepare her for the bath, change her clothes, and do her makeup.
When they entered, Shen Ci was staring blankly at ng Chuyue’s sleeping face.
In her sleep, ng Chuyue had lost so weight, but thanks to the regular intake of Space fruit juice, her complexion was rosy, not at all like a sick person.
She was a real-life Sleeping Beauty.
Zhao Xiaoxin and Xia Ping quietly waited for a while until it was about ti to urge Shen Ci.
"Brother Ci, you should go get ready. We’re going to help Sister Yueyue get dressed and made up."
"Yes, the auspicious ti is almost upon us."
Shen Ci himself had to get a haircut, take a bath, change clothes, and so on.
Shen Ci nodded, gently touched ng Chuyue’s hand, and left reluctantly.
The room was heated and very warm.
After Shen Ci left, Zhao Xiaoxin and Xia Ping took off their heavy cotton-padded jackets, one went to the bathroom to prepare ng Chuyue’s bath, and the other cleared the clothes she was to wear later.
Xia Ping went to draw the water.
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