”I wanted to wait until I had results before telling you. What’s wrong? Don’t you have confidence in me? Afraid I’ll become poor and unable to support you?”
”No. I can earn money too, why must you support me? Besides…” she glanced sideways with a mischievous smile, “seeing how well you can cook, I actually think a male-led household isn’t so bad.”
”What kind of crazy idea is that? How could you think of such a thing?” Ye Qing laughed and knocked her on the head before saying: “I learned to cook for a reason.”
”How so?”
”When I was studying, I lived outside. During the New Year, I’d be alone in the dormitory. When I got hungry, I’d cook something for myself. Gradually, I gained some skills.”
”New Year? Didn’t you go home for family reunion?”
”Family reunion?” His gaze suddenly became lost as he slowly recounted his past. “I didn’t like going back, especially during holidays. At those times, I had to re-verify my identity from the mouths and eyes of those so-called upper-class relatives — the identity of an illegitimate child.
I don’t mind these things, because they just remind me where I came from. I’ve always tried to prove that this is not a shame! Not mine, and not my mother’s!”
He gave her a deep look. “To be honest, I struggled with my feelings for you. I once hated myself for not being able to change my destiny, so I wanted to grasp that power of control, and would do anything to succeed… until I met you.”
”Shitou…” She was on the verge of tears.
”Okay, let’s not talk about that. Now I’ve found that I’m very happy, just like I told you before, success comes from one’s own abilities. Now I can finally be an honest person. How should we celebrate?”
”What do you think?”
He whispered something in her ear, making her blush and laugh.
Nestled next to him, Xiao Yao felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction. She thought that living like this wasn’t bad, but… was it possible? Some existing challenges were still waiting for them to overcome.
But Xiao Yao wasn’t worried at all.
