Dominant Marriage: The CEO's Overbearing Love

Chapter 365 - 343: Will We... Get Married?

An’an wiped away her tears, turned to look at him, forced a smile, and asked, "Did you finish your checkup?"Su Yan didn’t speak, sliding his wheelchair closer to her. An’an hurriedly stepped forward to push him, "Little Uncle..."

Before An’an could continue, Su Yan interrupted her, "From now on, I don’t want to hear that title again."

An’an hesitated for a moment, then lowered her eyes and bit her lip. She simply skipped over the title and said, "You need to get better soon."

Su Yan didn’t hide his condition from her and said, "The doctor said there will be sequelae, and I’ll never fully recover, so now is the time for you to regret it if you want."

"I’ve come this far, do you think I still care about your disability? Even if you have to stay in a wheelchair for the rest of your life, I don’t mind."

"Is that the truth?"

"When have I ever lied to you? I wouldn’t dare to lie to you."

Yin Xiaojing walked over and said to the two of them, "Alright, let’s go out and get something to eat. You must be hungry."

An’an nodded and pushed Su Yan towards the elevator.

"What should we eat today?"

"It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten Little Uncle’s cooking, but now he can’t cook."

Yin Xiaojing teased, "There will be plenty of time in the future."

...

After dinner, they took a stroll around the estate where they would live in the future. Rehabilitation training wouldn’t start until the next morning, but some parts of the estate were still under renovation. They stayed at the hospital at night. With Su Yan around, An’an didn’t mind at all.

These days felt as if they were cut off from the world; they didn’t inquire about outside news and only interacted with simple farmworkers. Over time, they became familiar with them.

No one knew about their past relationship; everyone thought they were just an ordinary married couple.

Life wasn’t as busy as before. They planted flowers, strolled around the estate, and watched how wine was made.

"When your leg gets better, we’ll go to farther places for fun."

Su Yan turned his head to look at her, walked a few steps forward with his crutch, and gently asked, "Aren’t you bored staying with me?"

An’an withdrew her gaze from the grape trellis, jogged to catch up with him, and said, "Actually, it’s quite boring. You don’t like talking to me, and it feels like I’m always talking to myself."

"Wasn’t it like this before?"

"Yeah, but our relationship wasn’t like this back then. If you like me, why don’t you talk to me?"

"Listening to you is enough."

"But I also want to hear you talk."

Su Yan curled his lips into a smile and continued walking forward. An’an took his hand, and they walked a long way in the estate.

"Will we... get married?"

Su Yan looked down at her when he heard this, then pointed to his crutch and asked, "Like this, marry you?"

"I don’t mind. I can support you down the aisle!"

"In such a hurry?"

An’an pursed her lips and looked into the distance. She let go of his hand, walked a little ahead, and said, "I’m not in a hurry; I’m just a bit hopeful..."

"I will get better soon."

Hearing this, An’an turned around and gave him a sweet smile. Then she heard him say, "Some things can only be done after my leg gets better."

In the past, An’an might not have understood what he meant, but spending this time with him, she realized he wasn’t as innocent as he seemed. He always hinted at those things indirectly, often bringing them up unexpectedly.

"Actually, that time was intentional, wasn’t it?"

He played dumb, "Which time?"

"The bed scene at home, there was no such thing, right?"

Su Yan smiled faintly and walked a few steps forward before responding, "You just realized now?"

"I just knew it must have been your idea!"