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  Jiang Zhuoheng had always been known as an obedient child. Being born from a family that had been wealthy for numerous generations didn’t affect his conduct, and in any case, he had a clean record.

  He would stay at school from morning to night, and he was always at top of his class.

  Although it only lasted for a mere two months, when they both started dating in City B, many people were updated with the news.

  Jiang Zhuoheng’s family were open-minded and had no problems with their relationship. They had been supportive throughout.

  The only person who didn’t approve of them being together was Yan Rusheng.

  “Oh,” Wen Xuxu grunted, keeping her head bowed low.

  She understood, her grandfather was trying to test her relationship with Jiang Zhuoheng.

  Since her twenty-fifth birthday was just around the corner, her grandfather was feeling quite eager, so much so that he couldn’t sit still……

  It was close to nine when dinner ended, Wen Xuxu dragged a box in one hand and used the other to carry the big box from Jiang Zhuoheng back to her apartment.

  She pushed open the door and turned on the lights. The familiarity of home hit her immediately, warming up her heart as she stepped into her humble abode.

  She placed Jiang’s box on the floor, shut the door and kicked off her flats. She skipped happily into the shower.

  After a few minutes, she wrapped herself in her bathrobe and stepped out of the shower, her hair still wet from the luxurious bath she just took. She carried her hairdryer to the sofa and dried her hair while catching up on some television shows.

  Home was definitely the most comfortable place on earth.

  After blow-drying her hair, she lay on the sofa, letting out a sigh of relief.

  Her phone vibrated from an incoming message.

  Xuxu picked up her phone—Jiang Zhuoheng had sent her a message.

  Although it was only a short message, it gave her a lot of comfort.

  Xuxu felt a rush of heat to her face. Jiang Zhuoheng’s voice rang out in her head.

  She wasn’t sure how to answer. Back then she was desperate, thinking that she was still young and had time to wait.

  Now she was 25 and couldn’t afford to wait any longer. Was she going to keep being stubborn?

  She put down her phone and slipped into her slippers. She took the pink box from Jiang Zhuoheng and untied the butterfly knot to unveil the contents inside.

  She lifted the cover, and her eyes brightened.

  Inside was a snugly wrapped white dress with puffy sleeves, a lace trim at the neckline, and cufflinks.

  Xuxu put down the lid, took out the paper protector and lifted the dress. It was the perfect length.

  Her eyes were brimming with tears.

  How much good had she done in her past life to let her meet Jiang Zhuoheng in this life?

  Even if it was a small assurance, he was sure to go through with it.

  That night, Xuxu thought of a lot of things……

  After returning to the office post business trip, Yan Rusheng and Wen Xuxu were too busy to even have meals.

  One fine day, the office seemed calm, as per usual.

  It was time to get off work, everyone had left. Wen Xuxu was packing up her things and was about to leave the office.

  She turned back and saw the President, fast asleep on his desk.

  She contemplated for a while and decided to wake him up personally.