Yes, she finally agreed to him.
But Shi Ran was not happy.
This love, from a relaxed romance at the beginning, had finally become a shackle, a shackle that suffocated her.
Throughout the entire process, she had been the most passive party.
Passively enduring the humiliation and suppression from the Zhao family, passively enduring the ridicule and disdain from Tang Si's mother, her passive situation had implicated her parents and brother, and passively caused Yuan Wei's serious injury…
Yet she had no power to resist.
Was this kind of love, bound by heavy shackles, truly what she wanted?
It was not.
So she was tired and wanted to follow her heart, to end this relationship imperfectly, but who knew that Tang Si would choose to propose in this manner.
"Okay."
In the darkness, Tang Si faintly replied with a "good."
His placid voice offered no clue to Shi Ran about his mood.
And she didn't want to guess.
They sat there, neither of them saying any extra words.
Time ticked by, and as the atmosphere in the ward grew increasingly awkward, Tang Si asked, "Then when shall we hold the wedding?"
"When the wounds on your face heal a bit, we can hold the wedding then."
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
"Mm."
"Ran Bao'er, don't worry, I will protect you well for a lifetime." Tang Si held her hand tightly in his, gripping it firmly. "These are just minor injuries on my face, it's nothing."
Shi Ran: "Your face is injured, speak less, it will hurt."
"Mm, I'll listen to you." Tang Si nodded in agreement, then got up and sat by the bed, leaning against the headboard, pulling her into his embrace.
Embracing her, Tang Si felt fulfilled and wonderful, as if everything was worth it.
…
Tang Si and Shi Ran's matter was resolved satisfactorily that night, but at ten o'clock that same morning, it was the auction of Zhuo Rui Technology Company.
Time rewinded to six o'clock in the morning.
Meng Jingwei had been waiting anxiously all night at the Night Club.
Several days had passed since Qing Muyue left Lan Cheng, and this was the third day they had lost contact.
Little did she know, with each passing day, her worry doubled.
And she was utterly helpless.
Sitting on the sofa, Meng Jingwei used her phone to send a message to Shen Liannuo, "How are things on your end?"
Shen Liannuo, who was at Xishan Residence, had also been awake all night.
Seeing Meng Jingwei's message, her brows furrowed slightly. After a long hesitation, she feigned a languid posture and pressed the voice recording button, saying, "Mmm~, everything is good, and you?"
In the voice message, Shen Liannuo deliberately disguised her voice to sound lazy, making Meng Jingwei mistakenly believe she was drowsy and had slept well.
Only a good night's sleep would indicate that Xishan Residence was safe and sound.
Ring ring ring—
As soon as Shen Liannuo sent her voice message, a video call from Meng Jingwei popped up.
Seeing this, Shen Liannuo directly hung up the call and immediately sent another voice message, "I'm sleeping, we can talk later if there's anything."
Before she could even finish sending the message, Meng Jingwei's phone call came through again.
Helpless, she had no choice but to answer the call, "Why are you calling so early? This young lady is still sleeping."
"How is the situation at the old residence?" the other party questioned directly.
Shen Liannuo raised her hand to brush her hair aside, her eyes filled with fatigue and a hint of annoyance. "Grandma Qing and Qiao Ziqian were taken away." Since Meng Jingwei was calling to inquire, it naturally meant she had become suspicious and likely guessed the situation here.
Hearing Shen Liannuo's words, Meng Jingwei appeared extremely calm, "When did this happen?"
"Around one in the morning."