Chapter 239 Proposal! Start over

As the glass door was pushed open, the dark terrace suddenly lit up with beautiful little colored lights.

Not far from the petal carpet, an arch made of various flowers was built.

The walls, green plants, and flowers were hung with heart-shaped balloons.

It was magnificent, with a dreamlike fairy tale feel.

Wen Yan blinked her eyes, and she thought she had gone to the wrong place.

Even if her father asked her to come for a blind date, it wouldn't be as grand as a proposal when she met the person for the first time!

Wen Yan was about to turn around and leave when suddenly a melodious piano sound rang out.

Wen Yan suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The piano sound was very familiar. Wen Yan remembered that he had played such a piece on the flute more than a hundred years ago.

However, he now played it with the sound of piano.

Wen Yan walked quickly towards the terrace.

She saw the man sitting in front of the piano.

He was wearing a three-piece suit, a clean white shirt, a neat tie, and cufflinks that she had given him.

He lowered his head slightly, his bangs fell on his forehead, his features were handsome and cold, his facial features were delicate and three-dimensional, perfect and charming.

His slender fingers danced flexibly on the black and white keys.

The music he played brushed past like soft feathers, causing ripples in her heart.

After the song was finished, he raised his head and looked at her.

Wen Yan was stared at by his narrow and deep black eyes, and she was a little afraid to look at his eyes.

He spread his long legs and walked towards her step by step.

He stretched out his long, bony fingers towards her, and said in a low, magnetic voice, "Come with me."

Wen Yan placed her hand in his big palm in a daze, and he led her to the piano.

"Do you remember this song?" he asked in a low voice.

Wen Yan nodded, "It was the love song between us in that life."

The man looked at her with dark eyes, "Do you know why I want to divorce you?"

Wen Yan pursed her lips, "You still can't forgive me--"

Before she finished speaking, his slender fingers gently touched her lips.

His fingertips were slightly cold, and when they touched her lips, it was like an electric current passing through.

It was numb and tingling.

Wen Yan took a few steps back, "Si Moyan, we are already divorced."

Divorced in the morning, and doing this in the evening, what on earth does he want to do?

Even a madman wouldn't do such a thing, right?

Si Moyan stretched out his hand and pulled her back to him, "I don't blame you anymore, let the past be the past, we have missed each other for three lifetimes, there is no need to continue wasting time, breaking up and getting back together or dying together."

Hearing his words, Wen Yan's beautiful eyes suddenly widened, she seemed a little unbelievable, "You, you don't blame me? Then why do you want to divorce me?"

Si Moyan held Wen Yan's hand tightly, "Because when It was not you who first married me, but that alien soul."

Wen Yan's eyelashes trembled, "When you came back from Guigu Mountain, you were very cold to me. I thought you would never forgive me or love me again."

The man took her hand and kissed the back of her hand, "Suddenly I recalled those things, and my mind was very confused. I need time to sort out and digest them, but from the beginning to the end, I never planned to let go of your hand again."

"Let the past be the past, and let's start over, okay?" After saying that, he suddenly knelt down on one knee, "Yan'er, I will not miss any of the necessary ceremonies. Are you willing to marry me?"

The word Yan'er instantly made Wen Yan burst into tears.

She thought that she would never hear him call her so dotingly again.

More than a hundred years ago, besides the master, he was the only one who would call her Yan'er.

Wen Yan looked at the man who was kneeling on one knee on the ground, his narrow eyes flushed with redness, and he was also very excited and nervous. She sniffed, "Am I dreaming?"

"Silly, it's not a dream." He took out an exquisite velvet box from his trouser pocket, opened the lid, and inside was a ring he designed himself. The sparkling diamond was inlaid between the letters m and y, which was also the pinyin abbreviation of the two.

"Marry me, okay?" He looked at her with his narrow eyes, deep and affectionate.

Wen Yan wiped the tears from her face, "You said before that you didn't want to be with me anymore, for the rest of your life."

"That was just a rant, it doesn't count."

Wen Yan burst into laughter, "Then will you be with me for the rest of your life?"

He nodded without any hesitation, "Yes, as long as you are willing."

Wen Yan stretched out her slender fingers to him, "I am willing, for the rest of my life!"

Si Moyan put the ring on Wen Yan's slender middle finger.

He stood up and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Kiss!"

"Kiss!"

"Kiss!"

Countless figures suddenly emerged on the terrace.

Wen Jinglou, Wen Xiaoshu, Mr. Si, Si Jingyi and his siblings, Shao Xi, Xia Zhi, Ruan Qinghuan, Sister Wan Yu, Huo Yanzhi, and Jiang Shuyin, all came over.

Wen Yan covered her mouth in surprise.

"When did you call them?"

the man replied, "I called and informed

them one by one after you left the Si family villa yesterday." Si Jingyi looked at Si Moyan who had successfully proposed, and then looked at Wen Yan in Si Moyan's arms. He said with a wronged look, "Sister-in-law, you scared our family last night. We thought you and brother were really going to part ways. Now, we don't have to change sister-in-law!"

"Brother and sister-in-law, kiss each other quickly, our distinguished friends are here, show your love, we are not afraid of being supported!"

Wen Yan looked at Si Moyan. She knew that he was cold and introverted, and he might not kiss her in front of everyone. Just when she was about to take the initiative to kiss him, he grabbed the back of her head with his big hand and kissed her deeply.

"Ahhh, time to eat dog candy!" Si Jingyi shouted excitedly.

Everyone else smiled.

People who truly love each other, being affectionate together, how touching!

That night, Ye Cheng lit fireworks.

They lasted for nearly two hours.

...

In order to let Si Moyan and Wen Yan have a wonderful night, Mr. Si booked a presidential suite for them in a five-star hotel next to the western restaurant.

The presidential suite was also decorated romantically and dreamily.

When Si Moyan and Wen Yan came over, the waiter had already put bath water in the bathtub in advance, covered with a layer of rose petals, and there was red wine and western food in the living room.

Wen Yan and Si Moyan took a bath together, and then cuddled together.

With the memories of the previous life, they cherished and were more passionate about each other.

"Yan'er, there is something I must tell you."

Wen Yan put her hands around the man's neck and kissed his handsome face. "What is it?"

"In this life, I may still die young and won't live past 30."

Wen Yan's slender body was startled when she heard this.

He is already over 26 years old this year, which means that they have been together for less than four years?

No, absolutely not!