Chapter 555 - When Will Everything Come to Fruition? (1/2)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Needless to say, Wen Xinya had no idea what was going on right now. She stared out of the window at the pouring rain while a frown creased her forehead. The heavy rain was thought-provoking and seemed to be some sort of a warning.
She knew that Xia Ruya and Ning Shuqian were definitely hatching a plan against her, that they would carry out during the coming-of-age ceremony.
“What are you thinking about?” Si Yiyan asked while walking towards her. He stood beside her, seemingly trying to tell her that he was willing to brave through all odds with her.
Wen Xinya smiled slowly and cocked her head sideways to look at Si Yiyan. “I’m thinking about how I should go home since it’s pouring so heavily now.”
A while ago, the news of the heavy rain was broadcasted across all channels and online news platforms in B City. The citizens of B City were urged to stay indoors and refrain from going out unnecessarily.
Si Yiyan’s eyes lit up and he said, “The rain is so heavy. Why don’t you stay here for the night? I’ll send you home tomorrow morning. How does that sound?”
The older Wen Xinya got, the more worried he was about her. He had rarely allowed her to spend the night at his place throughout the past six months. After all, the media was keeping close tabs on Wen Xinya and she would be greatly affected if the media were to find out that she had spent the night elsewhere.
Tears welled up in Wen Xinya’s eyes and she said with raised brows, “I can stay here for the night, but you have to say ‘I’m Wen Xinya’s man’ in Russian.”
Si Yiyan burst into laughter, not expecting Wen Xinya to be so petty and hold a grudge. She still remembered him saying, “If you like hearing it, I’ll say it. If you like it… I don’t mind repeating it a thousand times.”
Wen Xinya said, “Go ahead, I’m listening!”
“ЯбылтеплыйЯковмужчин!” Si Yiyan exclaimed while turning to look at Wen Xinya. Although his voice was calm and raspy, he sounded extremely mesmerizing. His clear voice was a stark contrast to the noisy sound of rain and the gloomy sky which looked threatening. His eyes were gleaming intensely and they were like bright flares.
“I didn’t hear clearly. Repeat yourself,” Wen Xinya requested, staring at Si Yiyan. She looked out of the window using her peripheral vision. The Chinese roses were drenched in the rain and even began to wither, and the vines were also bare. However, they were still as vibrant and beautiful, as if it were the only color in the world.
Si Yiyan’s eyes lit up like shining stars in the dark sky.
After Si Yiyan repeated the phrase over and over again, Wen Xinya kissed him gently on his lips and said, “As you wished, I’m staying here for the night.”
Si Yiyan smiled in satisfaction and kissed her gently; they were like a pair of butterfly lovers.