Xu Yi loosened his grip, snuggling closer to Jin Yu, his voice a mix of grievance and determination, “I will marry you. You know I’ve always been willing to marry you.”
“What if I’m not the Jin family master? Would you still marry me?” If it came to that, she would leave the Jin family. She had no good feelings towards it after managing it for two years as a form of repayment. Moreover, if she took Xu Yi, she would be giving up the Jin family mastership—a promise made to Jin Mo.
It was never meant to be hers, and she wouldn’t force it. Though reluctant to let Xu Yi go, she waited for Jin Mo’s return, giving Xu Yi the choice.
Xu Yi looked up at Jin Yu, anxious. “If you’re not the Jin family master, what will you do?”
Jin Yu observed Xu Yi’s unease, remaining silent for a long time before speaking. “I will leave here.”
Xu Yi’s hand gripped Jin Yu’s lapel. “Can you take me with you? I don’t care if you’re the head of the Jing family. As long as it’s you, I’m willing to marry you. I want to go with you.”
Jin Yu met Xu Yi’s gaze, deep emotions displaying on her face, like a flower blooming in winter. She lowered her head and gently kissed Xu Yi’s forehead, then softly kissed his lips, their tongues gently entwining.
Xu Yi closed his eyes, responding awkwardly, a blush rising on his face, his heart racing. He didn’t care about propriety or accusations of being shameless. As long as she would have him, that was enough.
The kiss carried subtle wet sounds, enchanting. Xu Yi was lost in the moment.
After the kiss, he collapsed weakly in Jing Yu’s arms, his head resting on her shoulder, breathing heavily, eyes filled with misty tears, and cheeks flushed.
Jing Yu wrapped her arms around Xu Yi’s waist, holding him on her lap. This made him slightly more alert. Embarrassed, he nuzzled into her neck, with stray hairs tickling her. When he saw Jing Yu make no further move, he felt disappointed. His cheeks burning, he hesitantly tugged at her clothing, “Don’t you want to continue with me?”
