Chapter 69: The Most Tender Confession (1)

e recounting her conversation with Lu Yin in the private room of the cafe earlier today to the Tang brothers, leaving out almost nothing. 。Tang Mo listened all night, and after a long while, he digest...Chapter 69: The Deepest Confession (1)

Back in the room, Tang Yucheng saw a petite woman sleeping peacefully with a sweet and gentle expression. The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and a hint of tenderness flickered in his icy eyes.

He placed the notebook on the nearby table and stepped into the bathroom with an elegant and composed stride.

……

When An Xiaotu woke up, she saw the noble and elegant man sitting on the sofa in his fine clothes. Their eyes met unintentionally, her gaze met his cold and silent eyes, and she hurriedly averted her eyes.

"Good morning," she mumbled, lowering her head slightly uncomfortably. She wasn't sure how long he had been staring at her.

Well...she probably isn't drooling, and her sleeping posture is still alright, right

"Good morning," he replied.

"How long have you been up" asked Little White Rabbit, finding a random topic to chat about.

She tossed and turned all night and didn't fall asleep until very late. She had no idea when he returned to the room, let alone when he got up.

Seeing him purse his lips coldly without speaking, she said again, "Are you waiting for me"

Upon returning, she was messed around all night and the next day when she woke up, she found him already up, alone in the downstairs hall. She scolded him for this.

"Well, go wash up. I have something to tell you." He said with a serious expression.

"Oh, okay." An Xiaotu nodded.

Looking at his expression, I felt like he definitely had something important to say. I didn't dare delay for a second, quickly got out of bed, grabbed some clothes and ran to the bathroom.

Half an hour later.

She was neatly dressed and her appearance was clean as she stepped out of the bathroom and sat on the bed in front of him.

I took a deep breath and said, “I’m ready. What is it you want to tell me”

"You don't need to be nervous." He raised his eyes and glanced at her faintly, "You asked me last night if I liked you I promised to tell you the answer today."

"......” An Xiaotu gasped, her heart pounding.

He...he...he... Really had to discuss such a stimulating topic with her early in the morning

Seeing his serious and solemn expression, without a hint of the joy or shyness one would expect before confessing, she suddenly felt a mix of nervousness and unease...

Tang Yucheng opened the black notebook on his thigh, glanced at it a few times, then closed it.

Then, raising his head to look at her seriously, he said, "I don't know what 'liking' means. After consulting with a psychologist and looking up authoritative emotional survey answers online, here are the kinds of feelings I think I have for you—"

"Firstly, you are the first woman I've touched that wouldn't have an allergic reaction..."

"Miss Sikong is the second," she softly refuted.

"Don't interrupt me," he said, adopting the same austere and serious demeanor he had in the military. He continued in a measured tone, "And besides, I didn't marry you out of responsibility or because I fell for you. It was because I made a promise to you before..."

"Wait! Wait a minute!" An Xiaotu almost cried out, her heart pounding as she swallowed nervously, "What do you mean 'before' Are you sure you have the right person"

She was sure she hadn't experienced any amnesia or melodramatic incidents, so forgetting him was impossible. Besides, before meeting him, she had never been in a relationship, so there was absolutely no possibility of a secret engagement or anything like that.

A man as distinguished and outstanding as Tang Yucheng, just one glance could leave a deep impression on anyone. If she had met him before, she definitely wouldn't have forgotten him.

Therefore, the only conclusion is—

He was wrong.

The thought of this possibility instantly made her heart feel heavy, shrouded in gloom. It felt like a suffocating pain, making it hard to breathe.

"I'm not mistaken. You have a grey birthmark shaped like a rabbit on the inside of your thigh." He looked at her leg, his voice serious.

An Xiaotu suddenly crossed her legs and scrambled onto the bed, pulling the blanket over herself.

But I'm very sure I've never met you before. Let alone promising to marry me.

"Think about things you've forgotten yourself." Tang Yucheng's tone was slightly icy, his brows furrowed with a hint of fluctuation in his emotions.

An Xiaotui pursed his lips, because of his words, he began to doubt if they had really met before.

"Then, go on. Do you like me"

"I married you to keep a promise made years ago." He paused, organizing his thoughts in his mind. His handsome and sexy face became cold and serious as he continued, "But the feeling you give me is very comfortable. When I hug you, it's like a fluffy toy rubbing into my heart, with a bit of tickle and softness."

You're not stunningly beautiful or strikingly gorgeous, you don't stand out with flamboyant charm; you still have a youthful air and a soft, innocent look. But unexpectedly, I find you very pleasing to the eye, calming to look at.

“Oh oh, continue.” Little Rabbit nodded eagerly, her cheeks flushed. Although his serious expression made him look like he was giving a routine explanation, his deep voice was very pleasant to hear, making her heart flutter with sweetness.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, he likes her, right Doesn't he Doesn't he

Always being interrupted, Tang Yucheng lowered his head and glanced at the notes in his notepad. An Xiaotu suddenly jumped up, snatched the notepad from his hand, and quickly skimmed through it.

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He shouted angrily, 'You, you, you... actually holding the script...'

"

She thought it was a miracle that he would say so many sweet words, but it turned out he was just reciting lines from the script.

Tang Yucheng snatched back the notebook and frowned sternly, "When I'm speaking, don't interrupt me, sit down!"

An Xiaotu pouted, her eyes brimming with tears, and obediently sat back on the bed.

It's so despicable! To even have the script in hand, such a blatant lie she wouldn't believe it even if she heard it.

"After she settled down, he explained seriously, “As I told you, I’ve never liked anyone before, and I don't even know what liking someone means. Whether or not I like you I think this answer is important to you, and I don't want to give you a hasty answer, nor do I want my answer to be careless; this is what I wrote down after researching online what liking someone means, about some of your characteristics, phenomena, and feelings."

The intent was to tell her that this script was written by him personally and not copied from someone else's work.

Write it down, and tell her to read it.

"Really" Little Bunny blinked, pushing back the moisture in her eyes.

Staring intently at his handsome and profound face, I noticed a faint purplish-black under his eyes. Did he leave last night to try and figure out 'whether he liked me'

He said he consulted a psychologist last night and looked it up online, just to give himself a rigorous and responsible answer

What time did he go to bed last night Or did he not sleep at all

Tang Yucheng gracefully and efficiently closed his notebook, his tone extremely serious. "If you have any doubts now, including what I'm about to say, I think it's not the right time to talk." his big hand, and leaned down to seal her lips. 。Wen Ping Sheng wanted to remind him that this was a public place, but hesitated for a second and gave up struggling, allowing him to be willful once....