That concludes the discussion about Zhi Lan. Ni Sitian broke free from Xu Tingchuan's embrace, stood up, walked behind him, and began massaging his shoulders and neck with both hands.

Feeling his shoulders were tight, I tightened my grip slightly, and with my eyes lowered, I said to him, "Have you been working too hard lately? I've noticed you haven't been resting until midnight these past two nights."

Xu Tingchuan leaned back and tilted his head back, looking at Ni Sitian's concerned expression. He felt his fatigue disappear instantly, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Ni Sitian lowered her head and kissed his forehead, then continued to massage his shoulders and neck while chatting with him about the recent publication progress. She happily mentioned that she had already received the second installment of royalties for the book, and that she would receive additional royalties once the book was officially released.

If the product sells well and she gets a lot of royalties, she'll treat him to a trip and a fancy meal.

As Ni Sitian spoke, she looked down at him and saw that he had already leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

She released her hands from his shoulders and neck, looked down at his peaceful sleeping face for a while, and then tiptoed out to the bedroom to get a thin blanket to cover him.

She stood quietly beside him, keeping him company. After a while, she remembered the ring, took out her phone, opened her browser, and searched for "jet'aime".

The first message that popped up was "I love you".

She stared at the three incredibly simple Chinese characters, completely stunned.

I stared at my phone screen for a long, long time, reading through every single translation of the French phrase, and confirmed that it was indeed the three words "I love you".

She didn't know what expression she had on her face; she only felt her heart pounding violently as if she were about to suffocate.

It turns out he had conveyed his feelings to her so early on.

She remained oblivious and did not respond to him for a long time.

It turns out he had been waiting for her silently for so long.

Her eyes were brimming with tears, and as her eyelashes trembled slightly, glistening teardrops rolled down her cheeks.

She put her phone away, wiped away her tears, and smiled broadly as she turned to look at the sleeping man beside her.

Xu Tingchuan had just finished his nap and opened his eyes. Seeing the tears on Ni Sitian's cheeks, he immediately woke up, quickly stood up, and reached out to cup her face, asking, "What happened?"

Ni Sitian gave him a bright smile, wrapped her arms around his waist, nestled in his embrace, and said in a low voice, "I feel so lucky and so happy."

If the misfortunes she suffered in the previous twenty years were to accumulate good fortune so that she could meet him, then she was grateful for those misfortunes that gave her the opportunity to stay with him. She felt that this life was worthwhile.

"Xu Tingchuan, thank you." Ni Sitian gently rubbed her cheek against his chest.

"What are you thanking me for?" Xu Tingchuan was completely confused. He had only taken a short nap, but after waking up, he felt like she liked him even more. Was this just his imagination?

“Jetaime,” Ni Sitian pronounced awkwardly, the phonetic spelling of which she had seen on her browser.

Xu Tingchuan paused for a moment, frowned slightly, and asked in confusion, "What are you talking about?"

Uh, Ni Sitian was embarrassed. Was the pronunciation on the browser wrong?

"Hmm?" Xu Tingchuan asked again, his voice tinged with doubt, when she didn't answer.

Ni Sitian quickly shook her head. She wasn't going to be so pathetic as to admit that her pronunciation wasn't standard! Why bother with French? This was just making things difficult for her! She barely passed her English Level 6 exam!

Although Xu Tingchuan didn't understand what she was saying, he inexplicably felt it was a good thing, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve slightly.