"..."
Ye Mingmei covered her mouth with both hands, tears already blurring her vision. Hearing his words, she froze for a moment, then gently shook her head.
She didn’t remember.
When Meimei went missing, she was completely bewildered, saying things and doing things as if she had lost her mind.
"I remember, and I’ll never forget." His deep voice carried a hint of gloom.
The hand holding the roses slightly tightened, speaking each word slowly.
"You grabbed my arm and loudly questioned me, asking why I wasn’t Yu Xiuzhun?" He took a deep breath to suppress the pain within his heart, a self-mocking smile tugging at his lips.
"That moment was the most pathetic in my life; I couldn’t even tell you who I was myself."
"..."
Ye Mingmei’s heart ached sharply, more tears streaming down.
Listening to his voice, she felt as if experiencing the same pain.
Her waiting was like chains pressing down on him; she was consumed by her sorrow, yet forgot his helplessness.
He was in a coma for three years...
He brushed past it lightly, but she knew if even Diwu Zexuan was helpless, they wouldn’t have kept it from her.
During those three years, he was struggling at the brink of death, yet she never spent a moment with him...
"I’m sorry... I didn’t know, I didn’t know anything, I’m sorry..."
Ye Mingmei took two steps forward, wanting to reach out to touch him, but her hand was gripped by Bai Zheng. The sadness gradually vanished from his charming face, replaced by arrogance and boldness, his gaze steady as he looked at her.
"You didn’t wrong me. Having you is my greatest pride in life."
Bai Zheng raised the red roses in his hand, his voice clear yet full of determination.
"I, Bai Zheng, Bai family’s eldest son, age twenty-nine, height six foot two, CEO of YX Group, young and capable, owning assets like houses and cars, no dark past, no bad habits, willing to swear here today to love you, cherish you, and take care of you until the day I die. Ye Mingmei, will you marry me?"
Ye Mingmei, will you marry me?
The words echoed like a spell, endlessly reverberating in Ye Mingmei’s ears, deafening!
Tears uncontrollably fell again, no matter how much she wiped, she couldn’t clean them.
Just managing to control her emotions, she heard the assistant beside her, equally moved, secretly wiping away tears while unable to resist urging, "Young lady, quickly say yes!"
Say yes.
Ye Mingmei lowered her head, looking at Bai Zheng holding only a bouquet of roses without a ring, her heart full of emotion overlaid by confusion.
In the proposal design she taught him, he was supposed to hold fresh flowers and a ring. Now there were only flowers, no ring. How was she supposed to be "tied down"?
"This isn’t what I taught you?"
Ye Mingmei was puzzled, so she voiced her question.
The romantic atmosphere instantly disappeared, even the assistant beside them was stunned.
Young lady, are you sent by God to be a comedian?
Who worries about these things when being proposed to?
"The same, yet different." Bai Zheng’s smile became more pronounced, looking at the adorable Ye Mingmei, increasingly sure that she’s the woman he loves.
"You tell me first, are you saying yes or not?"
"I’ve already given you a daughter, what do you think?" Ye Mingmei pouted playfully, taking the bouquet from his hand, then remembered something, her eyes dimming slightly. "If only Meimei were here too."