CHAPTER 286: PROPOSAL AND PROMISE

Before, she had felt that marriage was too soon, and she wasn’t certain enough of Ye Feimo’s feelings. But after this incident, Wen Nuan had completely dispelled her doubts. She loved Ye Feimo, and Ye Feimo loved her too.

Since that was the case, marriage was only a matter of time, so why not sooner?

"What did you say?" Ye Feimo asked. He tried hard to recall but couldn’t. He vaguely heard her say something, but it was hazy and unclear. Was it something important?

Wen Nuan’s cheeks flushed, like a ripe peach, exuding an enchanting color. Her moist, peach blossom eyes shimmered with shyness and apprehension. She bit her lip, looked up at him, and then looked away, full of coy allure. Ye Feimo’s heart stirred, beating a few quick rhythms. Wen Nuan wasn’t a timid person, so displaying such an expression could only mean a confession?

"Say it again," Ye Feimo said, tightening his grip on her hand, his voice a little hurried. If a brush with death meant hearing her confession, then it was a gain. This girl loved to say one thing and mean another, and her lips were tight. Getting a confession from her was harder than climbing to heaven.

"I..." Wen Nuan’s face grew even hotter. She stammered for a long time, unable to utter a word, which made Ye Feimo even more anxious, urging her on. Wen Nuan looked up, glared fiercely at him, and then, steeling herself, blurted out, "Feimo, let’s get married."

Ye Feimo froze, staring blankly at Wen Nuan. This was something he had dreamed of, and he had half-jokingly asked Wen Nuan about it before, but Wen Nuan had rejected him without a second thought.

She wasn’t willing to marry so early.

However, this time she was proposing marriage, which filled Ye Feimo with extraordinary surprise. So much surprise that he momentarily forgot to react, just staring at her blankly. Wen Nuan said, "marry..."

She was willing to marry him.

And she was the one who proposed it.

Ye Feimo, usually calm, composed, and impassive, was so excited he almost sprang up from the bed like a carp leaping from the water. Wen Nuan chuckled as she pressed down on his shoulder. She knew Feimo would be very happy, and she was very happy too at that moment.

"Say it again!"

"Let’s get married!" Saying it once, saying it again, there was no difference. Wen Nuan was no longer coy. "Before you came to save me, I was thinking that if I could survive this ordeal, I would marry you, marry you immediately. Who knows what will happen the next second? I don’t want to leave this world with regrets. Even if a person might have more than one partner in a lifetime, even if you change your mind and fall for someone else later, I would have been your wife, and that would satisfy me."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" One moment he was overjoyed, as if he had stumbled upon incredible luck; the next, he was furious. What did she mean, "more than one partner in a lifetime," or "fall for someone else"? What strange ideas were these? Was she intentionally trying to provoke him?

Wen Nuan paused, then smiled slightly. "I’m just giving an example, expressing my strong desire to marry you. So, Mr. Ye Feimo, please don’t get excited. If you get excited, I’ll take it back."

"You’re not allowed to take it back." Ye Feimo was about to get angry, but hearing her say "take it back," he didn’t dare to get upset. "I’m not excited, not angry. Don’t take it back, Nuannuan. When my injuries heal, we’ll go back immediately. No, we’ll go back now. I want to give you the grandest wedding. I want everyone to know you’re my wife, you’re mine."

Ye Feimo was completely undisturbed by external factors. Only one fervent thought remained in his mind: she was going to marry him.

He used to think he was an anti-marriage advocate; spending a lifetime with one person seemed so boring, so uninteresting. But now he didn’t think that way. Instead, he feared that Wen Nuan might find him boring, uninteresting, or not romantic enough. As long as she didn’t mind, he would definitely be a good husband.

Wen Nuan rubbed her nose and pulled Ye Feimo’s hand. "Ye Feimo, can we just get registered in Las Vegas? Let’s not have a wedding banquet yet. Tang Shuwen and Sister Xueru’s wedding just passed, and having another wedding seems... Oh, I’ll just say it. Please don’t be angry. To be honest, I’m an artist, and I still want to act. Currently, I have an idol status. Getting married would make me lose popularity. That’s secondary. The main thing is, I don’t want to be labeled ’Mrs. Ye Shao.’ I am Wen Nuan, an artist. I want to achieve something in my acting career. I don’t want to be labeled with your name later, where no matter what I do, what awards I win, what achievements I make, people will say, ’Oh, Mrs. Ye Shao, this and that,’ or ’Wen Nuan only achieved this honor because she’s the daughter-in-law of Anning International.’ People will only see me as your wife, not my efforts. I don’t want that. I’m different from Sister Xueru; she’s already experienced the ups and downs in the entertainment industry, and her ambition has faded. She also has a child, and her focus is on family. I’m only twenty-one, and my career is just starting. I don’t want people to look at me differently. Of course, I know you’ve helped me a lot behind the scenes, and I’m not ungrateful, it’s just..."

"Okay, don’t say anything more. I understand. I promise you. You can announce it whenever you want. Registering in Las Vegas, I have no objection. As long as you’re my wife, that’s all that matters," Ye Feimo interrupted Wen Nuan. He had indeed only thought of himself and hadn’t considered Wen Nuan.

Wen Nuan was a talented, gifted girl with an unyielding resilience. She was making her way in the entertainment industry alone. Although he had been protecting her behind the scenes, if she were a "Lame Ah Dou" (someone beyond help), no amount of support would make a difference.

She was a rising superstar, not yet twenty-one, with a booming career just starting. It was natural for her to care about her career at this time. He gave her opportunities, and she was capable of seizing them. That was Wen Nuan’s ability.

He was very happy that Wen Nuan could be honest with him, letting him understand her persistence, her ambition.

Ye Feimo wasn’t a fool. There was another reason why Wen Nuan insisted on having a place in the entertainment industry: Han Bi.

His ex-girlfriend.

Han Bi was the most dazzling female star in the entertainment industry. This foolish girl, Wen Nuan, wanted to prove that she could surpass Han Bi, that she was better than Han Bi and more worthy of his love.

She also wanted Han Bi to regret having abandoned him.

He understood all these thoughts but chose not to point them out.

Wen Nuan was very clever and quick-witted in some matters, but in others, she was very slow and clumsy. It was precisely this naive persistence that moved him even more.

She didn’t need to compare herself to anyone, nor did she need to prove anything.

She was just her, unique. There might be thousands of stars in the world, but there was only one Wen Nuan.

Wen Nuan had expected to have to argue and persuade him, believing that Ye Feimo’s personality wouldn’t tolerate such a thing. She also guessed that Ye Feimo would be angry that she valued her career more than him.