Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 1049 - 58: So Ye Xiaozheng, When Do You Plan to Marry Me?

The haunted house was an artificially created eerie and scary place, where a ghost would occasionally pop out from the walls. Even though you knew it was fake, the unexpected shocks still made your heart race.Mei always had a big courage, and since she couldn’t see and could only hear the sounds, the level of horror was greatly reduced. She could completely imagine the sounds as a few teddy bears.

Thinking like this was actually quite amusing.

Therefore, throughout the entire experience, Zimei couldn’t stop laughing while Ye Cheng, who was holding her hand, remained silent, enduring shock after shock.

Coming out, Zimei laughed and asked Ye Cheng, "Was it scary inside? What a pity, I couldn’t see."

For the first time, she felt that being blind wasn’t necessarily a terribly bad thing.

Ye Cheng’s face was pale but handsome, and his heartbeat hadn’t yet returned to normal. Seeing the woman’s genuine smile, he lightly parted his lips, "As long as you’re happy."

After they had played most of the games, brilliant fireworks lit up over the amusement park.

Zimei heard the sound of the fireworks exploding and looked skyward.

"A zi, happy birthday."

Ye Cheng leaned over and whispered softly in her ear, then unexpectedly wrapped a large red scarf around her neck.

It was in the same style as his brown scarf.

Zimei touched the warm knitted scarf around her neck, surprised, "Could this be made by you?"

Although Ye Cheng was quite capable, knitting a scarf was something he indeed could not do.

He shook his head, "My mom knitted it."

Zimei was somewhat stunned. She sniffed the faint fragrance the scarf emitted and continued to ask, "Did Aunt know it was for me?"

"Yes, she was willing to knit it only because it was for you." Ye Cheng said, then added, "I don’t have this honor."

Zimei’s eyes suddenly felt a bit warm.

Ye Cheng’s parents initially opposed their relationship. Back then, Aunt had also approached her separately, hoping they would separate.

But at that time, Zimei was a proud and headstrong debutante and had made it clear that she would marry no one but Ye Cheng.

After their breakup, she hadn’t seen his family again.

"Aunt’s sudden change of attitude, it was you who convinced her, right?" she said.

"I told her, if the person I’m marrying isn’t you, I’d rather stay single my whole life. My mom scolded me fiercely that day..." the man calmly relayed what happened that day.

Every word Ye Cheng said pierced into Zimei’s heart. She knew that convincing Aunt to accept her wasn’t an easy task.

Apparently, Ye Cheng had made a lot of efforts; otherwise, the scarf wouldn’t have happened.

Zimei’s nose felt overwhelmingly sour, she opened her arms and hugged him, speaking in a muffled voice, "So, Ye Xiaozheng, when do you plan to marry me?"

"The day your eyes recover, we will get the marriage certificate."

Ye Cheng’s jaw rested against her soft crown, saying solemnly and seriously.

Zimei’s tears fell, she nodded repeatedly in his embrace, her mouth curved upward in a smile she couldn’t stop.

After a while, she raised her head from his arms, eyes red-rimmed, and suddenly asked, "A Cheng, do you know what my birthday wish is?"

"Tell me." He looked at her dotingly.

"Actually, it’s quite simple. I hope next year I can give you a baby."

"..." A baby?

For some reason, Ye Cheng suddenly thought of a netizen always commenting below his Weibo, ’Ye Xiaozheng’s wife fan’ often shouting about wanting to give him a baby.

"Alright, but we’ll only have one."

Zimei was puzzled, "Why?"

Ye Cheng leaned down and kissed her full, rosy lips, brushing against her lip corners, his voice low and warm, "I’m afraid it will hurt you."