Endless Fall

239 Marry Me

After taking a good nap, Lin Jiao stood in front of the full-length mirror to tidy up and touch up her lipstick.

She looked up at Pei Zhi. “Hubby, kiss me.”

Her red lips were slightly pouted. As soon as he approached, he could smell the sweet fragrance, making his heart skip a beat.

Pei Zhi tasted the sweetness that belonged to her. His hand on her waist rubbed against her skin through her shirt.

“Let’s eat outside tonight.” He pulled her into his arms and opened the door.

Lin Jiao walked out. “Alright.” She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek, leaving a kiss mark. “I’ll get going first.”

There were more things to do here than the planning department.

After a period of learning, she could deal with many problems, but she still needed to hone her skills.

Once a person entered a busy state, time slipped like quicksand.

When the sun set, Pei Zhi came out of the President’s office and stood in front of her desk, waiting for her to clean up the table.

He got off work on time every day and did not advocate for employees to work overtime, so as soon as they left, the others went downstairs one after another.

“Are you tired?” He held her hand and led her to the parking lot.

“A little.”

“Then sleep for a while. I’ll call you when we get there.”

Lin Jiao closed her eyes to rest for twenty minutes. The tiredness in her eyes was dispelled by the soothing music.

At the end of the last song, she took his arm and walked into the television tower. They rode up in the elevator.

The western restaurant on the top floor was ranked in the top five on Lin City’s restaurant list, but strangely, there was not a single customer in the entire hall.

“Hubby, did you book the entire venue?” Lin Jiao spread out a napkin and placed it on the edge of the table. She took the towel from the waiter to wipe her hands.

Pei Zhi took off his glasses. “Yes, their business is too good. I find it noisy.”

If it was in the past, Lin Jiao would definitely suspect something.

However, after interacting with him for a long time and having full trust in him, she did not think too much about it.

She rested her chin on her palm and looked at the piano not far away. As she admired the music, she waited for the appetizers to be served.

When the abalone soup, foie gras, and clam salad were served, a faint fragrance spread and brushed past their noses.

Pei Zhi knew that she did not like to wait, so he informed the person-in-charge of the restaurant in advance and asked the two chefs to prepare the meal at the same time.

When they finished the foie gras, the remaining main dishes were served one after another.

“I’m so stuffed.” Lin Jiao stared at the desserts on the table, hesitation flashing across her eyes. “But it’ll be a waste if I don’t eat it.”

She was still holding the silver spoon in her hand, her curly eyelashes fluttering.

Pei Zhi saw how she wanted to eat but couldn’t. He chuckled. “Should I get them to pack?”

“That works too.” Lin Jiao asked the waiter to pack the food up. “Hubby, rub my stomach for me.”

She moved to his right and sat down. Pei Zhi rubbed her bulging stomach gently with his warm palm.

He stared at that fair face and stroked it. When it was about time, he retracted his left hand. “Shall we go to the private room to take a look?”

“What’s there to see in the private room?”

“Night view.”

The sky was not completely dark yet, but the buildings outside the French windows already lit up with a dazzling light.

Although Lin Jiao was not afraid of heights, she still did not dare to get too close to the French window. She felt insecure.

She leaned on Pei Zhi’s shoulder and looked into the distance. Suddenly, she was attracted by the flashing white light.

They rose into the night sky and maintained the same height as the floor-to-ceiling window. In the end, they turned into two hands.

The hand that looked similar to Pei Zhi’s held a diamond ring condensed from white light and approached the other slender hand.

Right on the heels of that, two words appeared.

—Marry Me.

“Jiaojiao.” A deep voice sounded, like an electric current that entered Lin Jiao’s heart.

She felt her heart beating like a drum and turned around under the refraction of countless white lights.

Pei Zhi knelt on one knee in front of her, holding a square box with a round diamond ring in his well-defined hand.

Like a loyal knight, he willingly submitted to her. “Are you willing to marry me?”

Even though she had imagined this marriage proposal scene many times, Lin Jiao’s eyes were still red.

She met his gaze and thought again of their daily interactions over the years, as well as the details that could not be ignored.

Lin Jiao reached out her left hand. “I am.” She looked at the ring being put on her ring finger and couldn’t help but cry.

“Don’t cry.” Pei Zhi kissed the corner of her eye.

His heart felt as sweet as being soaked in honey.

It was so sweet that he was willing to indulge in it.

He pressed his lips against her forehead and moved his lips down from the tip of her nose to cover her lips.

As their lips connected, the fragrance of cypress and hot breath assaulted her. Lin Jiao could clearly hear the words that came out of his mouth.

He said, “I love you.”

She narrowed her eyes and smiled as a tear slid down her face. “I love you too.”