As soon as Wen Zhe arrived at Old Master Wang's courtyard, he saw Old Master Wang being helped by servants and standing at the door. He said to him:
“Boy, you don’t need to come to the Wang family anymore, and don’t appear in front of Shuyao again. As long as Shuyao and Yun Shen are still engaged, I, this old man, will never agree to let you be with Shuyao.”
Upon hearing this, Wen Zhe was stunned for a moment, but quickly recovered and asked with a faint smile, "Grandpa Wang, are you planning to send me away?"
Grandpa Wang looked at Wen Zhe with a complicated expression and said, "I already know what you just said to that boy Yun Shen. Since Shu Yao is going to get engaged to Yun Shen, you shouldn't bother her anymore. During this time, I've also realized your sincerity towards Shu Yao. However, marriage is not a game, and our Wang family and the Fu family are not ordinary families. Since you've agreed, you can't go back on your word. I advise you to give up."
Old Master Wang spoke with great earnestness, clearly indicating that he knew he could no longer let Wen Zhe continue. The Wang family had already agreed to the marriage, and could not easily cancel it. Otherwise, the friendship between the two families over the years could be ruined, and they might even become enemies.
Wen Zhe's smile remained unchanged, and his attitude towards Old Master Wang was still respectful and polite.
“Grandpa Wang, I understand what you mean, but I’ve made up my mind that I will marry no one but Shuyao in this lifetime! If you want me to leave and stop coming to the Wang family, I can agree to that. However, before I agree, I hope you can persuade Shuyao to see me.”
Old Master Wang remained silent for a moment, then sighed deeply. He slowly turned around, returned to his courtyard, and said to Wen Zhe with his back to him:
“I can help you persuade Shuyao, but whether or not she sees you is Shuyao’s choice.”
Wen Zhe nodded and bowed to Grandpa Wang, "Thank you, Grandpa Wang."
Wen Zhe stood in the courtyard for a long time, and soon a servant came to report.
“Mr. Wen, the head of the family says you need to go to Miss Shuyao’s courtyard now. Miss Shuyao has agreed to see you.”
The maid led Wen Zhe to Wang Shuyao's courtyard. As soon as they entered, they saw Wang Shuyao sitting on the swing basket in the courtyard with her back to everyone. Her long, black hair, as black as a waterfall, was draped lazily over her shoulders. Her slender figure was like a willow catkin fluttering in the wind. Her pale yellow dress swayed in the wind. From a distance, she looked like an elf depicted in an oil painting, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off her.
The maid's voice rang out:
"Miss Shuyao, Mr. Wen has arrived. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."
Wang Shuyao heard the voice behind her and her body visibly trembled. She didn't turn around, but simply gave a soft "hmm" to indicate that she understood.
After the servants left, only Wen Zhe and Wang Shuyao remained in the courtyard. Wen Zhe slowly walked towards Wang Shuyao. After not seeing her for a few days, he noticed that the woman had lost weight again.
He called softly, "Wang Shuyao."
Wang Shuyao's body trembled slightly, but she still did not turn around.
"Just say what you want to say, and then you can leave."
Her voice was calm as still water, without a trace of emotion.
At this moment, Wen Zhe had already walked up to Wang Shuyao. Looking at the woman who haunted his dreams, he resisted the urge to hug her tightly and asked her:
"Are you really willing to marry someone you don't love?"
His tone was restrained and patient.
Wang Shuyao lowered her eyes, not daring to meet Wen Zhe's gaze. After a long silence, she answered softly:
"Even though I don't love him, he loves me, and that's enough."
"Does he love you?"
Wen Zhe scoffed and said, "How long do you think Fu Yun Shen's love for you will last, given his playboy nature?"
Wang Shuyao bit her lip but didn't say anything.
Fu Yunshen's romantic history is known to almost everyone in their circle.
She used to despise people like that, changing girlfriends as frequently as changing clothes.
If it weren't for wanting to forget Wen Zhe, she would never have accepted Fu Yun Shen's marriage proposal.
Seeing that she remained silent, Wen Zhe continued to question her: "One year? Two years? Or a lifetime? Wang Shuyao, are you planning to gamble with your own happiness?"
Wang Shuyao was speechless when asked the question. She slowly raised her head, looked at Wen Zhe, tears welling in her eyes, and stubbornly replied:
"So what if we made a bet? It's my choice, and it's none of your business!"
Wen Zhe knew that Wang Shuyao was still angry with him. He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on Wang Shuyao's face, trying hard to suppress the crazy longing in his heart, and said slowly in a deep voice:
"Wang Shuyao, do you know? Since you left, I've thought about you every single day. Without you, I feel like I'm going crazy. You suddenly barged into my life, leaving a brief but shining mark on my quiet, dark heart. Love arose without warning, yet it has grown so deep. I know I was wrong before, I hurt you. But..."
Wen Zhe bent down, cupped Wang Shuyao's face in his hands, gazed deeply into her eyes, and continued to express his love:
"Before, I had never liked a girl, nor had I ever been moved by anyone. So I didn't know how much I loved you. It wasn't until you left me that I realized I couldn't live without you. For the rest of my life, I only want to be with you! Nobody's perfect. Wang Shuyao, I've already given you the ring, so marry me and give me a chance to make it up to you for the rest of my life."
Hearing these words, Wang Shuyao felt as if Wen Zhe had picked up her shattered heart and pieced it back together until it was healed.
Her tears flowed even more freely, like broken pearls, evoking pity in people.
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