She quickly rinsed her mouth, then looked at him with her blushing face. "Really?"
"Do you think I'm lying?" he asked.
She hesitated, trying to remember what happened in the bar yesterday. 'Oh yes, the strange woman seemed to be interested in him.
'Then, I got angry because I didn't like other women coveting him like that, so I… Um... Well, I can’t remember, but it didn't seem like he’s making it up.'
She was afraid she had really done all that.
"I'm happy, though. It was such a rare sight for me to see you so domineering yesterday. I loved the way you announced to other women that I'm yours," said Yi Jinli.
The corners of his mouth curved upward, even his pretty eyes smiled.
Ling Yiran stared at his smile, suddenly feeling less embarrassed.
After washing up, Ling Yiran had some hangover soup and felt a bit more comfortable.
After breakfast, Yi Jinli turned to Ling Yiran and said, "By the way, I'll ask Gao Congming to show you wedding dresses by a couple of designers today. You can have a look and see which designer's style you like most."
Ling Yiran almost choked.
'When other people get married, they choose the wedding dress, but I... Choose the designer first?'
It was only when Gao Congming arrived in the afternoon with booklets that Ling Yiran discovered that the designers were all top designers in the world.
Ordinary people had a hard time getting their clothes, let alone getting them to design their wedding dress.
'But I'm free to choose whichever designer to design my wedding dress?'
Although he knew Young Master Yi might marry Ling Yiran sooner or later, he did not expect it to happen so soon!
It was as if... He was afraid of someone taking her away!
Now, in the VIP ward, Yi Jinli was looking at Old Master Yi who was sitting on the hospital bed.
He looked older than he was the last time he had seen him. He was old and ailing like a candle guttering in the wind, seemingly ready to leave the world at any time.
He used to look up at the old man and feared him. He would constantly absorb what he wanted him to learn to prove that he was worthy of existing.
If he had no value, then he would be abandoned at any time.
Even though he was the old man's only grandchild, half of the blood in his body was abhorred by the old man!
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