After everything calmed down, Wen Yixing nudged him again and whispered, "It's getting late, I really have to go back."

Shen Jingshao held her waist tightly, refusing to let go. His head was buried in her neck and shoulder, and Wen Yixing could reach out and touch his slightly cool hair.

After a long while, Wen Yixing finally saw him raise his head.

Shen Jingshao couldn't resist kissing the corner of her lips again. After a moment's hesitation, he asked softly, "So what is our relationship now?"

Perhaps it was because the car was too quiet, but Wen Yixing inexplicably felt that his voice was trembling a little.

Before she could answer, Shen Jingshao grasped her hand and pressed his forehead against her slightly damp forehead. "Can you... be with me?"

Although almost everything that was supposed to happen had already happened, Shen Jingshao knew that he had never been officially recognized as her boyfriend, nor had she ever acknowledged that he was her boyfriend or any other kind of relationship.

Shen Jingshao was indeed a little nervous, a nervousness that was hard to control.

He was afraid she would refuse, afraid she wouldn't want to.

Time passed second by second, and Shen Jingshao looked down at her reaction.

Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes seemed a little dazed, as she stared at him blankly.

Shen Jingshao's heart sank slightly, and he unconsciously tightened his grip, as if trying to keep her there.

It wasn't until he heard her gasp and whisper, "It hurts," that Shen Jingshao snapped out of his daze and immediately released her hand.

Wen Yixing's hands were very white, and the places where he held them were already a little red.

Shen Jingshao took her hand in his and apologized softly, "I'm sorry."

As soon as he finished speaking, he clearly heard her say, "Okay."

Shen Jingshao, who was looking down at her hands, immediately looked up at her and asked, "What did you say?"

Wen Yixing thought he hadn't heard her clearly, and said gently, "I'm answering your previous question."

After a few seconds of silence, Shen Jingshao laughed and deliberately asked, "So what did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly."

In just a few minutes, Wen Yixing noticed that the corners of his eyes were a little red, making him look rather pitiful.

Unable to resist, Wen Yixing looked up and kissed him, then looked into his eyes and patiently repeated, "I said, okay."

It was a bit stuffy inside the car, so Shen Jingshao opened the front window a crack. A cool breeze blew in through the crack, ruffling Wen Yixing's stray hairs and making them tickle.

Just as Wen Yixing was about to reach out and tuck her hair behind her ear, Shen Jingshao beat her to it and tucked the stray hairs behind her ear.

Wen Yixing looked up at him, and his eyes were filled with an undisguised smile.

Shen Jingshao's eyes shone brightly upon receiving the official title, his intentions were obvious. Wen Yixing understood and warned him in a low voice, "Not tonight."

It's really late tonight. She's been out for so long and is really tired. She just wants to go home and rest.

Shen Jingshao knew she was tired, but he couldn't bear to continue. He placed his hand on her waist and massaged her gently.

His grip was quite strong, and it did feel quite comfortable, so Wen Yixing didn't stop him.

"I thought you already knew."

After all, they had kissed so many times, and although some things weren't explicitly said, Wen Yixing always assumed he knew perfectly well what was going on.

Shen Jingshao said in a low voice, "I'll always feel a little uneasy if I haven't heard it with my own ears."

As she was speaking, Wen Yixing felt her left hand being lifted up, and a slight coolness appeared on her fingers.

She looked down and saw a silver ring on the middle finger of her left hand.

The ring has a simple design and is more suitable for women.

“This is…” Wen Yixing subconsciously tried to withdraw her hand, but her left hand was gently grasped by Shen Jingshao.

He explained, "This is not an engagement ring."

"A status ring." Shen Jingshao raised his hand. "I have one too, a couple's set."

"......"

Wen Yixing looked at him for two seconds: "Chen Jingshao."

Shen Jingshao: "Hmm?"

Wen Yixing smiled and asked softly, "How old are you?"

Such couple rings are strangely childish, but Shen Jingshao's actions are strangely childish yet reasonable.

Shen Jingshao ignored the teasing in her tone and couldn't help but lower his head and kiss his girlfriend in his arms again.

He hadn't forgotten to answer her question: "I'm two years older than you."

Wen Yixing looked up at him. From this angle, the face of Mrs. Shen, whom she had seen at the event today, came to mind. They looked remarkably alike.

"You look a lot like your mother."

Shen Jingshao squeezed her fingertips: "You've seen it before?"

"Yes." Wen Yixing nodded. "I saw her at the event today."

Shen Jingshao paused for a moment, then said, "I've told them about your existence. You don't need to listen to the rumors outside. Don't overthink it. I won't have any arranged marriages, nor do I need any."

As if worried that Wen Yixing would overthink things, Shen Jingshao coaxed her in a low voice, "Don't feel pressured by my parents' side, they won't come to bother you."

"If you don't want to see them, then you don't have to. It's up to you."

His tone was overly cautious, and Wen Yixing knew he was thinking of her best interests.

Indeed, after her experience with the Fang family, she doesn't want any new mother-in-law/daughter-in-law relationships for the time being.

She was exhausted and hadn't had enough rest. She just wanted to have a quiet relationship and didn't want to get involved in anything else.

Wen Yixing didn't say anything, but simply put her arms around his neck, rested her head on his shoulder, and whispered, "Mmm."

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When Wen Yixing returned home, the living room was unusually quiet. Hearing the noise, the housekeeper came out of her room. "Yixing, you're back. Why are you so late today?"

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