These words came out of nowhere, leaving Ye Lingyu puzzled. Why would she regret something?

Ye Lingyu was completely confused: "What do I regret? What are you talking about?"

Cheng Qingyan looked directly into Ye Lingyu's eyes: "My wife, are you really willing to be with me? Will you no longer mind that I am a woman, and even if one day my true identity is exposed, will you still be with me?"

"I'm willing, what about you? Do you truly have no regrets? Do you still remember my family?"

Family? Her father, her sister, and her stepmother? What does it have to do with them?

Cheng Qingyan's slight doubt prevented her from answering immediately.

"My father and his family haven't caused us any trouble because they see how miserable we are now. But they will definitely come looking for us later. Can you handle it then?"

She really didn't know much about Ye Lingyu's family, and she even had some unclear memories of the original owner's marriage to Ye Lingyu.

Cheng Qingyan embraced Ye Lingyu, their foreheads touching: "My wife, I want to be with you. Whether we are poor or rich, I will stay with you."

"I only want to be with you, and no one can separate us."

My heart is not a stone, it cannot be turned.

Their eyes met, and Cheng Qingyan's gaze was intense.

"Ye Lingyu, I'm asking you formally. No matter what difficulties we encounter in the future, I will do my best to protect you and work hard to farm and earn money to support our family. Are you willing to stay by my side forever?"

Ye Lingyu's heartbeat gradually calmed down. She was afraid that if it didn't, the pounding of her heart would drown out Cheng Qingyan's voice.

"I do. I will work hard with you, and I will stand firmly by your side when we encounter difficulties, always and forever."

Cheng Qingyan kissed him without hesitation. These past few days, she had been looking for an opportunity to relive the feeling of being intimate with Ye Lingyu.

Unfortunately, Meng Chuying was always around during the day, and Ye Lingyu went to bed early at night, so she couldn't find a suitable opportunity.

They kissed before without a formal confession, but this time they can be said to be officially together.

No need to worry about whether I'm hallucinating or whether Ye Lingyu is avoiding me.

The person she was forcing herself to kiss right now was none other than her wife.

Although Ye Lingyu's thinking can be a bit eccentric at times, once she's made up her mind, she won't change it.

The person in front of him was so weak from his kisses that he clung to him, and Cheng Qingyan smiled with a look of utter satisfaction.

Ye Lingyu punched her, somewhat annoyed: "Still laughing!"

Cheng Qingyan leaned closer again: "My wife~"

Ye Lingyu pushed her: "Are you still going to do this?"

Although it was a push, it wasn't very strong. If Cheng Qingyan really pressed down hard, she would stop.

"Then can I kiss you whenever I want in the future?"

Ye Lingyu blushed. What was this person saying? What did he mean by "kiss whenever you want"? In public, how could she face anyone?

Seeing Cheng Qingyan's expectant eyes, she could only whisper, "If no one is around, that's fine."

Cheng Qingyan grinned mischievously, "My wife, there's no one around now, let your husband give you a kiss~"

Although her legs were still weak from the kiss, Cheng Qingyan didn't give her a chance to answer and kissed her again.

Under a sky full of stars, having pledged his love to the person he loved and shared a kiss, Cheng Qingyan felt as if his life was about to be complete.

What most people seek is nothing more than one close confidant and two or three close friends.

It seems like she has everything.

Unlike the previous times he visited the space, Cheng Qingyan introduced many things about the space to Ye Lingyu this time.

After harvesting the crops in the fields, we also harvested the fruit trees.

After picking out a plate of lychees and cutting out a plate of longans, Cheng Qingyan began peeling the shells for Ye Lingyu.

On the fruit platter on the table were apples, peaches, bananas, cherries, oranges, grapes, and so on. Cheng Qingyan put some of each for Ye Lingyu to taste.

There were also a few strawberries on a small plate next to it.

"My wife, which of these fruits do you like best? Tell me, and I'll plant more."

She didn't recognize most of these fruits. In fact, she had never even heard of them.

Grapes are considered a noble fruit, and because they are difficult to transport and store, she only ate them a few times when her mother was still alive.

Seeing that Ye Lingyu was staring at the fruit plate and hadn't touched it, Cheng Qingyan assumed that she didn't like any of the fruit.

"It's okay if you don't like any of them. I'll see what seeds I have, and I'll grow them for you to eat next time."

Ye Lingyu's previously somewhat somber face broke into a smile: "It's not that I don't like them, it's just that I've never seen most of these fruits before, and I was just a little lost in thought."

Cheng Qingyan picked up a cherry and held it to Ye Lingyu's lips: "Wife, try this. Be careful, there's a pit in here, don't hurt your teeth."

Ye Lingyu took a bite, leaving Cheng Qingyan with only a stalk in his hand.

With a crunch, the juice burst in her mouth. Ye Lingyu squinted; the fruit was very sweet.

Cheng Qingyan saw her reaction and, seeing that she was about to spit out the pit, quickly reached out to catch it.

Ye Lingyu didn't spit it into her hand, but turned around and spit it into the trash can next to her.

Cheng Qingyan was a little disappointed: "Wife, it's okay if you spit in my hand in the future, you don't need to avoid it."

Ye Lingyu glanced at her hand: "I want to eat something else."

Cheng Qingyan immediately beamed with joy and served the other fruits from the fruit platter.

After trying a variety of fruits, she noticed that Ye Lingyu preferred sweet ones like grapes, lychees, longans, and cherries.

As for strawberries, perhaps because they were a bit sour, Ye Lingyu didn't particularly like them.

When Cheng Qingyan handed her another grape, Ye Lingyu's eyes darkened.

If her mother were still alive, she could take these grapes to her mother.

She's gone. The only person who loved her is gone.

Noticing Ye Lingyu's unusual behavior, Cheng Qingyan moved a stool over and sat down next to her.

"My wife, if you're not happy, then don't eat. You can eat when you feel like it."

Ye Lingyu picked up a grape. These fruits had all been carefully washed by Cheng Qingyan and still had water stains on them.

"I'm not unhappy, I just suddenly thought of my mother."

“I never told you that my mother loved grapes the most when she was alive.”

Yes, Ye Lingyu's mother passed away a long time ago.

Cheng Qingyan felt a pang of heartache, for she herself was a child without a mother. She knew all too well that no matter what, once a mother is gone, a child loses their strongest support.

The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat heavy. Cheng Qingyan grasped Ye Lingyu's hand: "Wife, when we have the chance, let's go and pay our respects to our mother. At least let her know that you are living a good life now."

Ye Lingyu stuffed a grape into Cheng Qingyan's mouth, as if relieved: "Okay. When we have the chance, we'll go and pay our respects to Mother."

That's what she said, but she hasn't been back for several years.