Chapter 332
Chapter 332
The moment the call connected, Seventh Master’s enormous head appeared on the screen.
He was sitting at the dining table eating noodles.
“What is it? Why are you always video-calling people? Can’t you use a voice call?”
“Seventh Master, Song Xiaotian is confessing his love!”
“What?”
Seventh Master slurped up a mouthful of noodles and flashed his big white teeth. “Where are they?”
I hurriedly turned the camera toward Song Xiaotian and Pan Xiaorou.
“Wait, those two… Why are they being so serious? Why aren’t they kissing?”
“What’s your hurry? You’re an old man, but you’re still so thirsty.”
Pan Xiaorou was staring at Song Xiaotian through beautiful, reddened eyes as tears streamed down her face.
But she had not lost her reason. She did not know whether Song Xiaotian had said all this because he was moved, because he felt guilty, or because he truly liked her.
Any relationship founded on something other than genuine affection could end badly.
Pan Xiaorou had already endured one failed marriage. She did not dare lose her head at such a crucial moment.
“Is this because you feel guilty and responsible?”
She looked at Song Xiaotian and smiled faintly. “There’s no need. We’re both adults. I’m not as fragile as you think. If you don’t believe I’m someone you truly like, forcing a relationship won’t help either of us. Marriage lasts a lifetime, not just a fleeting moment.”
Song Xiaotian said earnestly, “The night you were abducted, I was terrified something might happen to you. I couldn’t relax until I knew you were safe. The truth is, I knew at that moment that it wasn’t that I didn’t like you. My prejudice and arrogance had simply won out.”
“I’ve had a problem since childhood. Whenever I get angry, I lose control. If Chen Mo hadn’t restrained me that night, I would have beaten those bastards to death.”
“I can tell you with complete responsibility that I’m not saying these things because of guilt, obligation, or because I was moved. The moment I let go of my prejudice and arrogance, the love I felt for you reached its peak.”
As Song Xiaotian spoke, he walked up to Pan Xiaorou and clasped her hands tightly.
“I like you. I want to be with you. This isn’t a choice I made after weighing the benefits and drawbacks. It’s the truth from the bottom of my heart, born from the way you make it race.”
Forget Pan Xiaorou. Even Lin Qiao, the only female comrade in our group, had red-rimmed eyes after hearing that confession.
No, wait. Anning was also a woman.
Anning rested her chin in one hand and showed a rare smile, tinged with longing and envy.
As his brother, I was sincerely happy for Song Xiaotian.
No wonder Elder Song said no one understood Song Xiaotian better. He had said Song Xiaotian actually liked Pan Xiaorou, and judging by the situation now, he had been right.
Once Song Xiaotian released his prejudice, he followed his heart.
No one had forced this confession from him. It was the truest expression of his feelings after he let go of his bias and accepted his responsibilities.
“But… I’ve been married before…”
Pan Xiaorou was sobbing so hard she could barely speak.
“So what? That doesn’t matter anymore.”
Song Xiaotian turned serious once more. “When I think about it, I’m not exactly a great catch either. I’m almost thirty and haven’t accomplished anything. I failed as a police officer, and I don’t have their gift of gab when it comes to selling houses. I’m even afraid of Ghosts. I’m worse than that useless Chen Mo.”
What the fuck!
“The truth is, you don’t need to be exceptional. As long as I like you, that’s enough. I’m not exceptional either. As long as you don’t look down on me, that’s enough.”
“But… I’m not pregnant.”
Wiping away her tears, Pan Xiaorou said, “I had someone forge that prenatal examination report to frighten you.”
“What?”
Song Xiaotian’s eyes widened. “You… you lied to me? You’re not pregnant?”
Meng Yifan and I were shocked too.
It was fake!
No wonder it had happened so quickly. That had been a lightning-fast pregnancy.
Song Xiaotian had suffered for his lack of basic knowledge once again.
“That’s right.”
Pan Xiaorou said honestly, “Now that you know the truth, do you still want to be with me?”
Song Xiaotian stammered, “You… you’re a little too mischievous! You frightened me so badly I haven’t slept properly for several nights!”
With that, he suddenly dropped to one knee and turned serious again. “If you’re not pregnant now, then we’ll make it happen later. We’ll have ten or twenty babies. Yo, yo, check it out!”
Pan Xiaorou burst into laughter through her tears, unable to conceal the happiness on her face. “Is this a confession or a proposal?”
Song Xiaotian smiled. “If you don’t want a confession, then it’s a proposal. Ten thousand years is too long; let us seize the day. I swear that from now on, I’ll be faithful to you alone. I’ll never chase after other women, never disappoint you, and never make you sad. If I break this oath, may Heavenly God strike Chen Mo and Meng Yifan dead!”
What the fuck!
Meng Yifan sprang to his feet in outrage. “Why? Why should we get struck?”
I stood up too. “Exactly! Why us? You think single men are easy to bully? Have you no manners?”
Song Xiaotian and Pan Xiaorou both jumped in fright and stared at us in horror.
“What are you doing?”
“Eavesdropping on someone else’s conversation? Have you no manners?”
Seventh Master was still stubbornly urging them on through my phone. “Why haven’t they kissed yet? When are they finally going to kiss?”
I raised the phone and asked, “Seventh Master wants to know why you haven’t kissed yet.”
Everyone else immediately joined in.
“Exactly! Give us a kiss first!”
“People always kiss after confessing their love on television. You haven’t finished the whole process yet. Hurry up!”
Song Xiaotian grew embarrassed, his weathered face turning bright red. “Kiss, my ass! You want to watch for free? In your dreams. We’ll kiss at home!”
With that, he swept Pan Xiaorou into a bridal carry and ran.
We chased after him. When he reached his car, we hurriedly grabbed the door.
“Why are you in such a rush?”
“Can’t you spare two minutes? Ha ha!”
“Oh, Brother Tian, why are you embarrassed? You’re a grown man!”
Pan Xiaorou’s face was so red she nearly slid under the seat.
Song Xiaotian glared at us, equally red-faced. “What the hell is wrong with you people? I’m calling the police! Get lost! Get the hell out of here!”
He slammed the car door and sped away.
We stood there laughing for a long time, but every one of us sincerely wished the new couple well.
Meng Yifan and I had been more anxious about their relationship than Song Xiaotian’s own parents.
Fortunately, the two of them had finally reached a happy ending.
“The conference isn’t even over, and he’s already carried the chairwoman away.”
“People will come looking for her soon.”
But it was already late, so everyone prepared to head home.
Meng Yifan and I drove Anning home first, then returned to our place.
The house felt a little strange when we got back.
Meng Yifan sighed. “Men always love the new and tire of the old. He definitely won’t be coming back to live here.”
“The two of us have been abandoned to guard an empty room.”