Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Nyoi-Bo Studio

  That simple question was enough to twist Ou Ming’s heart.

  In addition to sudden doubt, Yu Lili had an expression of awkward bewilderment written all over her face.

  Moving away so that he wouldn’t crush her, he removed his suit jacket and lay beside her. He planted a light kiss on her head and answered, “No. My mom probably has some misunderstanding towards you. Once I clear it up with her, she’ll understand.”


  “Is that so?” Yu Lili was a little dispirited. She looked up at Ou Ming and pasted on a smile. “You should go home. Your mom is probably waiting for you.”


  “I want to be with you.” Ou Ming rolled on top of her and responded as he brought his lips down to her face. “I’ll go back tomorrow.”


  Yu Lili turned her face away, avoiding his kiss. Feeling a keen sense of loss deep inside, Yu Lili uttered dejectedly. “You should go. I don’t feel like doing it now.”


  Ou Ming’s eyes glazed over, and he enveloped her in an embrace. “We won’t do it then. Let’s just chat.”


  When Yu Lili heard that, she turned her body around to face him.

  Lowering her head, she burrowed into this embrace and draped her hand across his waist. “Ou Ming,” she called out.

  “Yeah?” Ou Ming held on to her and gently kissed the top of her head. “I’m right here.”


  “Ou Ming, I’m very curious about something. But I’ve never dared to ask you about it. I want to ask you now. Will you give me an answer?” Yu Lili lifted her head to look at him. Her eyes looked misty and wet.

  When Ou Ming gazed at her, he could feel her unease and proceeded to stroke her hair. “What is it?

  Winter nights always came earlier. It was only five in the afternoon, but the light in the room had dimmed considerably.

  Under the dim light, Ou Ming’s eyes looked especially bright. The eyes that were looking at her shone radiantly with love, guilt, and an inexplicable sense of pity.

  “Ou Ming.” Yu Lili looked Ou Ming in the eye. Her heartbeat quickened to the point that it was driving her crazy. It made her feel numb. Without meaning to, she grabbed on to his hand tightly and asked, “Will you marry me?”


  Ou Ming never expected her to ask such a question. He was shocked for a moment, then looked resolutely at her and declared, “I will.”


  “Really?”


  “Of course.” Ou Ming looked at her and threaded his fingers through her short hair. His eyes burning, he assured her, “I will not marry any other woman. I promise you that my wife will be you. It can only be you.”


  Yu Lili’s nose started to ache, and she buried her face in his chest.

  Ou Ming glanced down at her. His voice was a little raspy when he said, “I will resolve the issue with my mom.”


  Jiao Ziqing had a weak physical disposition. He wouldn’t be able to go against her directly. All he could do was try to convince her gradually.

  Right now, their biggest obstacle was Yu Lili’s identity. Ou Ming knew all this well. With Yu Lili still in his arms, he asked, “Yu, have you ever met your parents?”


  “No. For as long as I could remember, I grew up in an orphanage. How could I have ever met my parents?” Yu Lili chuckled. “Even my name was given to me by the orphanage director. It snowed heavily in Kingstown that year. I heard it was the heaviest it had been in 50 years, and they were at their poorest. The weather was horrible, and a kid froze to death. The milk that was designated for the kid was given to me instead. That’s why they gave me the name Yu Lili.”