Winmer had never done anything like this before and had absolutely no clue what to do.
If I were to confess my feelings, what's the best way to do it? Should I just tell her directly? Or should I be more subtle? Or maybe I could write her a love letter?
To be frank, we don't even know if she'll agree.
However, after thinking it over, the chances of being rejected are still quite small. After all, Xia Lian is such an obedient girl, she will listen to whatever she says.
Wen Mo didn't want the kind of relationship where everyone obeyed her every word. Instead, he wanted Xia Lian to be sure of her feelings, to understand that they were in love with each other, and that even with the obstacles of their social status, they would still embrace each other without hesitation.
"Xiao Lian, come here for a second, come here for a second."
Wen Mo pretended to be serious and waved to her. Xia Lian, who had just finished cooking, wiped her hands clean and walked lightly to his side.
"Come on, sit next to me." He made room for me and patted the empty seat next to him.
Xia Lian was a little confused, but she didn't say anything. She obediently sat down next to Wen Mo, and even moved a little closer.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I just have a little thing I wanted to ask you about." Wen Mo looked away, feeling nervous just thinking about what was on her mind. "It's just... what do you think of me?"
He asked casually, but his right hand had already instinctively wrapped around Xia Lian's shoulder, pulling her into his arms.
"What... were you thinking?"
"Yes, tell me what kind of person you think I am."
Xia Lian blinked, tilting her head in confusion, but her little brain was still trying to think. After a few seconds, she raised her head, her clear eyes staring straight at her.
"Wenmo is a good person."
"..."
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Wen Mo felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart, and he almost coughed up blood.
Why do I feel this way...? Do I have any other attributes besides being a good person?
I always felt that this direction was not quite right. The better I treated her, the more she would feel that it was a one-sided output, and the result was that she would never be able to bait out the ultimate move by just using basic attacks.
Xia Lian shook her head, her expression serious.
"Wenmo is so good to me... He'll always be there for me, and he speaks so gently... It feels so good when he touches me, and he's always so attentive to my feelings..."
She spoke slowly and deliberately, almost recounting every detail of the three months they had spent together, without uttering a single other word until the very end.
"Wenmo is the best."
After ending with this sentence, Xia Lian leaned forward and hugged Wen Mo tightly, pressing her head against him as well.
Perhaps it was his absent-mindedness that made Wen Mo dazed for a moment, but Xia Lian's strength when she pounced on him unexpectedly knocked him down.
"Ouch……"
He lay sprawled on the sofa, a cute little head buried against his chest.
"Have you gotten stronger? Or have I gotten weaker?" Wen Mo patted the girl's head in his arms, his smile tinged with a hint of helplessness.
I'm the best person, and I'm also your cousin.
If given the chance, I would really like to upgrade to a third identity.
When it comes to confessing your love, you have to be serious; flowers and the right atmosphere are essential.
"If we were to get even closer, what would you think...?" Wen Mo swallowed hard and asked cautiously.
"Closer?"
Xia Lian blinked and glanced at Wen Mo beneath her. The two were almost touching; there was probably no closer.
"Yes, how can we get there closer?"
"I'm not talking about physical distance, I mean... the distance in a relationship."
Wen Mo rubbed his forehead, jumped off the sofa, and walked to the dining table with Xia Lian.
You'll find out in a couple of days.
Hopefully, she can be mentally prepared.
...
When Wen Yiquan returned home, Su Juan had already prepared the dishes and was bringing them out.
"Why do you look like that? Are you in a bad mood today?" Su Juan wiped her hands on her apron, then covered his face with both hands, looking left and right.
"Nothing's wrong, and I'm not in a bad mood."
Wen Yiquan put down his bag, went to the rice cooker, scooped out two bowls of rice, and placed them in front of his wife and himself.
However, the slight furrow in his eyes betrayed the fact that he was lying.
All I could think about was that inexplicable phone call that evening. What exactly was Wenmo trying to say? Did he just want to talk about dating? Is that why he called to let me know?
"You didn't bring the chopsticks." Su Juan scolded, then got up to get two pairs of chopsticks and handed them to Wen Yiquan.
"Whoa whoa."
"What's gotten into you? You're so distracted while eating." Su Juan moved closer to him and reached out to pick up two dishes for him. "Tell me, what happened at the company that made you unable to eat?"
"...It's not about work."
Wen Yiquan was speechless for some reason. He didn't know how to bring this up. He scratched his head and said, "It seems like Wen Mo is about to start dating."
Su Juan rolled her eyes and put a mouthful of rice in her mouth. "It's such a small thing. Do you really need to think about this for so long?"
"Oh, you don't understand. Let me finish." Wen Yiquan snatched the bowl and chopsticks from her hands and put them aside. "That guy can date all he wants, why does he have to report to me?"
"What, you're not happy that I told you? Doesn't this show that our son cares about you?"
Su Juan was actually quite pleased to hear him say that.
It's great. She knows what her son looks like. He has the face of a celebrity. She wouldn't be surprised if he were scouted and debuted someday, let alone just dating.
Unfortunately, we still don't know who that girl is.
"It's a good thing, but I feel like something's not quite right." Wen Yiquan frowned slightly, flipped through the afternoon's call log and glanced at it again. "I should have asked a few more questions back then."
"You're crazy, even cooking so many dishes can't shut you up."
Su Juan didn't think it was a big deal, but she was still a little nervous when she heard that her son was dating for the first time.
"I'll ask again another day." Wen Yiquan didn't say much more, picked up his rice bowl and put the rice in his mouth, still preoccupied with his son's relationship.
"However, there's one thing that's not so easy to handle," Su Juan suddenly said, as if she had thought of something.
"What?"
“Xiao Lian, if that guy is in a relationship, he won’t have time to spend with you. He’ll be all lovey-dovey with his girlfriend all the time.”
"...It's alright. I heard from that kid that our girl has made some good friends at school, so it shouldn't be a problem."
When the topic of Xia Lian came up, Wen Yiquan suddenly frowned, as if he had thought of something, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
"Something seems... off."
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