"You – you…" An Xiaxia stammered and didn't know what to say. In the end, she could utter nothing beyond the usual "rascal" and "dog."
Sheng Yize had long gotten used to such protest. Instead of backing off, he went even further until An Xiaxia reluctantly called him "hubby."
He lay back on his pillow and looked out the window, feeling that the world had never been as pleasant as now.
The sky was dark, how beautiful; the stars were twinkling, how nice; and the moon was so round, how lovely…
The most wonderful of all was that his first love was now lying next to him. She had become his wife and they were going to spend the rest of their lives together.
An Xiaxia poked his chest. "When Grandma Sheng gets better, I'll divorce you if you don't treat me kindly enough."
Sheng Yize chuckled. "No problem."
His reply was so brisk that the only thing An Xiaxia could think of was: he tricked me!
