Fated to My Billionaire Husband

He may not have noticed his own change, but she is a woman, far more sensitive to such things than him.

“Tianling, if I can’t marry you, I’d rather have died than lived without you in the first place,” Yan Yue hugs his body, whispering in a small voice.

Ruan Tianling’s gaze sharpens slightly, and his prior confusion immediately gives way to determination, “Stop speaking nonsense. You will certainly marry me. Rest assured. When the time comes, all you need to do is engage with me happily.”

“Okay.” Yan Yue nods, thinking it’s just an engagement, and even if her grandfather doesn’t attend, it won’t matter. Once she’s engaged, she will become a member of the Ruan family. She doesn’t believe that he will refuse when it comes to the wedding.

While there is sorrow in the Ruan family, the atmosphere is quite pleasant at Jian Yufei’s.

She sits at Xiao Lang’s desk, picking out some of the supplies needed for engagement preparation online with him.

Women are naturally fond of shopping, and Jian Yufei is no exception, particularly keen on personally picking out household items.

They initially only meant to look at styles of dresses and jewels online, but once done with that, she could not resist browsing other household items.

“Xiao Lang, let’s get these teacups for our house. I’ve always loved blue and white porcelain cups. They make the tea taste so much better,” she says.

“Okay, let’s get these,” he agrees without hesitation.

“What do you think about these slippers? Let’s buy a few to have at home. When guests come, we can offer them these to use.”

“Yes, you decide.”

“Wow, this wall painting is so beautiful. It will look great in the living room.”

“Let’s get this one.” Xiao Lang agrees without condition, not voicing a single disagreement.

He agrees to whatever she takes a liking to, making Jian Yufei feel somewhat embarrassed.

“Why do you agree to everything?” She turns her head toward him and asks, her voice soft and pleasant to the ears.

Xiao Lang puts his arm around her shoulders, and says with a smile, “Anything that makes you happy, I agree to. The wedding room will be decorated by you, however you want it to be.”

Jian Yufei rests her head on his shoulder, speaking in a gentle voice, “Xiao Lang, do you know? Since I was a child, I had been longing for a home of my own. At first, when I impulsively chose to marry Ruan Tianling, I thought that if my heart was in it, and there was love, I could have a dream family. But I was wrong. Just because two people get married, doesn’t mean they can form a happy family. But now, I am about to have that. You don’t know how much I have been looking forward to this and how happy I am…”

Hearing her words, Xiao Lang’s gaze turns a little obscure.

He pulls her closer, pressing her face into his chest, hiding the unusual look in his eyes from her.

“Yufei, you are a strong girl. Promise me, you will stay strong for a lifetime, okay?”

Jian Yufei thinks his words sound strange, but she nods anyway. “Okay, I promise.”

Having gone through life and death, there is nothing that can take her down.

Jian Yufei does not stay overnight at Xiao Lang’s place. In the evening, he drives her home.

After Ruan Tianling drops Yan Yue off at her place, he unconsciously takes a detour past the residential area where Jian Yufei lives.

Only when he gets close to her neighborhood does he realize what he’s doing.

He pauses for a moment, then shakes his head with a wry smile. His gaze slides over a certain window in one of the buildings. Just as he’s about to speed away, he notices a car approaching from a distance.