Chapter 200 You're the owner of Wanhua Garden, aren't you?

Qu He never expected that her hasty words would give him another opening.

Her eyes began to dart around. "It's about that incident from last time! If it weren't for what happened today, I would have almost forgotten that person even existed, hahaha."

She tried to get away with it.

"Really?" Zhuang Bieyan raised an eyebrow, clearly not believing it.

"Of course!" Qu He forced herself to remain calm.

"So, that Gu Liqing from last time? Have you been in contact with him since then?"

"His name is clearly Cheng Liqing!" Qu He subconsciously corrected.

"Oh? Didn't you say you didn't remember? How come you remember your name so clearly?" Zhuang Bieyan looked at her with a half-smile.

Qu He: "..."

The Rolls-Royce was parked at a corner of the parking lot, with a pillar blocking most of its view.

Zhuang Bieyan unbuckled his seatbelt, turned his body to the side, and rested one hand on the back of the seat.

“Ahe,”

He leaned closer to her, "Why do you so readily assume that this Attorney Fu is the blind date Mom arranged for you? Hmm? Are you hiding something from me?"

He was so close that Qu He could clearly see her reflection in his eyes.

She pursed her lips guiltily, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes. "No."

You're feeling guilty.

Zhuang Bieyan bluntly exposed her, grabbing her hand as she twisted her clothes, "Your little tricks can't fool me."

The two grew closer and closer, and their posture became increasingly intimate.

Just then, the headlights of a car on the opposite side suddenly flashed twice, indicating that the driver was approaching.

If someone sees them in this position right now, they'll be in deep trouble no matter what!

Qu He nudged his chest. "Someone's coming! Get up!"

Instead of backing away, Zhuang Bieyan pressed his advantage, lowering his body even further until his lips were almost touching hers.

His eyes were stubborn, clearly determined to get an answer.

Hearing the increasingly clear voices and footsteps beside her, Qu He's heart pounded. "Zhou Shi'an came to our house for dinner yesterday!"

The man on top of her froze instantly, and the air pressure around her increased even further.

He remained silent, but Qu He could feel the tension in his body.

Zhuang sat up straight and released his hold on her.

The car on the other side slowly drove away, unaware of them.

The parking lot was quiet again.

Qu He looked at the man beside her and knew that he was completely consumed by jealousy.

She had no choice but to honestly tell him everything that had happened the night before.

Zhuang Bieyan was still consumed by jealousy over Zhou Shi'an's intrusion into his home, but as he listened, his gaze gradually turned serious.

He recalled Zhou Shi'an's meaningful remark at Heyuefang that morning: "According to seniority, shouldn't you also call me brother?"

Now I finally understand, and I understand his relief.

The slight unhappiness in my heart gradually dissipated.

Seeing his expression soften, Qu He took his arm. "Zhuang Bieyan, let's go try on wedding dresses next week. Okay?"

She tilted her head back, her eyes sparkling.

The underground parking lot was dimly lit, but Qu He's eyes shone like stars, bright and resolute.

Zhuang Bieyan looked down at her, and the last trace of gloom in his heart was dispelled.

He leaned down and gently rested his chin on the top of her head.

He tightened his arms, pulling her closer into his embrace. "Okay."

In the afternoon, Zhou Shi'an did not come to Heyuefang again. Qu He finished the final touches on her work and then closed the shop early.

Zhuang Bieyan arrived to pick her up on time.

Looking at her locked shop door, he casually asked, "I haven't seen Siyue much lately?"

"She has some family matters to attend to and is going back to her hometown for a few days," Qu He replied, fastening her seatbelt.

Zhuang Bieyan didn't ask any more questions and started the car.

However, when he reached an intersection, instead of turning left back towards Baiyu Bay, he drove straight through.

The car stopped at a red light, and Qu He looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Zhuang Bieyan gripped the steering wheel. "Ahe, didn't you say you wanted to see the stars last time? I bought a new telescope, and it's on the terrace of Wanhua Garden. Want to go take a look?"

Qu He looked at his feigned composure but undisguised anticipation and felt both amused and sweet.

She did not answer immediately.

Seeing her silence, Zhuang Bieyan assumed she was unwilling and quickly tried to make amends, "It's alright, if you're tired, we can go back first, and we can visit again next time. I'll take you back to Baiyu Bay."

Seeing his eyes dim, Qu He smiled faintly and stopped teasing him. "How did you know? Tonight, I really want to see the stars."

Zhuang Bieyan turned to look at her, his eyes filled with surprise and delight.

The night was deep, and the stars twinkled.

Qu He's interest in the telescope lasted for less than ten minutes.

In comparison, the newly bought rocking chair at Zhuang Bieyan's house was clearly more appealing.

She took off her shoes, curled up in the rocking chair covered with a wool blanket, swung her legs back and forth, looked up at the starry sky, and looked content.

Fearing she would catch a cold, Zhuang Bieyan turned up the temperature of the air conditioner on the terrace by two degrees, then lay down next to her, stretched out his long arm, and naturally pulled her into his arms.

The rocking chair is large enough to comfortably accommodate two people.

Qu He found a comfortable position in his arms and started scrolling through her phone.

Zhuang Bieyan then began peeling pine nuts for her.

He peeled out the small, white pine nuts and placed them in a small porcelain dish.

Qu He occasionally looked away from her phone screen, picked up a few pine nuts that he had peeled, and chewed them.

Suddenly, she put down her phone.

Looking at the man patiently peeling pine nuts for her, she asked, "Zhuang Bieyan, the boss behind Wanhua Garden, isn't that you?"

Zhuang Bieyan paused in his act of peeling pine nuts.

"You found out?"

"It was originally just a guess,"

Qu He put down her phone and looked at him with clear eyes. "Now, it's confirmed."

She recalled that afternoon at Heyuefang, when she passed by the sofa, she inadvertently glanced at the document open on his computer screen, the title of which seemed to be related to the "Wanhuayuan" project.

Then she thought back to his firm words when he first decided to move here, and to her childhood dream, a naive and unrealistic one written in her diary.

"She wanted to live in a house where she could see both the mountains and the sea."

She only mentioned that dream to one person.

That's the boy in the wheelchair, Brother Yanzi.

"You actually built Wanhua Garden just because of that casual dream I mentioned when I was a child? Didn't you ever think that it might not be me who ends up living here?"

Zhuang Bieyan put down the pine nuts in his hand, turned around, and faced her directly.

The soft light from the terrace floor lamps cast intermittent shadows on his face, making him even more mysterious and enigmatic.

He gently cupped her face in his hands, "Ahe, Wanhua Garden is the first dream that came true for you."

“This house, from the very first stroke of the design drawings to every piece of furniture inside, was all for you. Its mistress, from beginning to end, will only be you, Qu He.”

Their eyes met, and the deep affection and unwavering devotion in his eyes were like a net, tightly enveloping Qu He.

Between the two, there seemed to be invisible threads intertwining and tightening.

The amber color in his eyes was like melted honey.

The temperature rose silently, hot and sticky, tightly enveloping the two people embracing.

For a moment, Qu He's mind went blank, leaving only his increasingly close breathing.

She didn't know who approached first; perhaps she was bewitched by the intense affection in his eyes and unconsciously tilted her head back.

Or perhaps he could no longer suppress the surging emotions within him and followed his instincts, lowering his head.

By the time Qu He realized what was happening, his lips were already on hers.

Qu He felt as if all her strength had been drained away by the kiss, and her body went completely limp, leaving her powerless to lean against his embrace.

The rocking chair swayed gently, and someone's arm accidentally bumped into the small porcelain dish filled with pine nuts next to it.

Pine nuts rolled down and scattered on the wooden floor.

One of the kernels was run over by the rocking chair, its shell cracking crisply. It rolled twice, revealing the tender white kernel inside, its whiteness faintly visible in the moonlight.

The stars curiously peer into the tender moments of human life, their light brighter than ever before.

But as the sound grew more urgent, the starlight began to soften, the clouds thickened, leaving only a soft halo of light shining through the edges.

The rocking chair sways gently, as if it will rock forever.