Resignation! I dumped the abstinent president and returned to the rich club

Since they could not reach a consensus on which city to live in after marriage, Song Yuning and Ji Zihan had to return to their respective homes during this period.

I plan to wait until the end of the year after the wedding and then make a decision based on the opinions of both families.

As soon as Song Yuning entered the gate, she saw Ji Zihan getting out of the car.

She pounced over unexpectedly, wanting to create a scare, but Ji Zihan had anticipated this and put down what he was holding and caught her.

"You miss me so much, Xiao Ji~" She hooked her arms around his neck and asked with a smile.

Since the elders of the Song family liked to call him that, Song Yuning would use this name to tease him from time to time.

Ji Zihan smoothed her hair and said lovingly, "Guess."

"I guess... you just miss me!" She tilted her head back with a smile on her face.

Ji Zihan kissed her on the lips and nodded, "Yes, very much."

Song Zhe popped his head out from the back of the car holding a gift box, looking depressed, "Can you guys pay attention to my mental health?"

"We meet every week and video chat every day, so what's the big deal..."

He follows Ji Zihan every day and watches the couple show their affection online and offline. He is really fed up with it and is fed with dog food before he even has dinner.

Song Yuning pursed her lips, moved closer to him, looked around and asked, "What are you holding?"

Song Zhe said calmly, "This is a gift from your husband."

Song Yuning took it and looked at it excitedly, "What did you buy for me again?"

"Is it the perfume this time? Or the shoes?"

"Take your time to read it yourself."

Song Zhe curled his lips, stuffed the gift box into her arms, and walked into the room on his own.

Seeing his depressed and lifeless appearance, Song Yuning couldn't help but turn her head to ask Ji Zihan, "It's been a month or two, why is he still like this?"

Ji Zihan lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "...I heard Xie Qingqing call him again last night."

"He's probably struggling right now."

Song Yuning opened her mouth and let out an "ah..."

She pulled the corners of her mouth in disbelief, "Why is she looking for him again? She didn't want to be with him before, and now that he's gone, she's bothering him again. I think she should go see a psychiatrist."

Ji Zihan said, "Don't worry about their affairs. Let them make their own decisions."

He put his arm around Song Yuning's waist and said, "You should pay more attention to me now."

Song Yuning wrinkled her nose and slapped his hand away, "Be careful of the impact."

After dinner, Ji Zihan pulled Song Yuning into the bedroom with a mysterious look on his face.

Song Yuning suddenly became shy. She lowered her eyes and stammered, "It's... still early."

Ji Zihan just touched her face, held her shoulders and pressed her down on the bed.

Song Yuning blinked and stared at him in confusion.

How come it wasn't what she thought.

Ji Zihan took out the gift box that Song Yuning had not had time to open today.

Song Yuning reacted, "Oh oh oh, I almost forgot, I haven't opened the gifts yet."

She almost got it wrong.

She couldn't wait to stand up, but unexpectedly, Ji Zihan suddenly half-knelt in front of her the next second.

She was startled and fell back on the bed, "What are you doing..."

She almost thought Ji Zihan was going to propose.

But she thought again and breathed a sigh of relief. They had already obtained the marriage certificate, so proposing to them later would be putting the cart before the horse.

Ji Zihan opened the gift box and took off the gray velvet packaging bag. Inside was a pair of custom-made ice-blue satin high-heeled shoes with black beads dotted on the uppers, which looked retro and elegant.

This was the pair that Song Yuning saw on a sales post on her friends’ circle one night and she casually praised it.

"Do you like it?" He looked up at her with a smile in his eyes.

"I like it! I like it very much!" She nodded happily, then held Ji Zihan's face and kissed him hard.

"I'm glad you like it. I'll help you put it on and see if it fits."

Ji Zihan gently took off the slippers on her feet and carefully put her feet into the new shoes.

"How's it going? Is it suitable?"

Song Yuning stood up and walked around twice, then raised her eyes and smiled, "Just right!"

"Then...how about we go downstairs for a walk?" Ji Zihan suddenly suggested.

"Just think of it as a way to smoothen your feet with these new shoes."

Although Song Yuning felt a little strange, she still agreed to his request.

Just take a walk. After all, we can’t deny someone’s kindness. It can be considered a way to digest the food.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I went downstairs, I heard "bang-bang" sounds coming from the backyard.

Ji Zihan frowned.

No one has left yet, but Song Zhe was released early.

Song Yuning pushed the door open in confusion, and before she could react, she saw Hanhan stumbling towards her from the courtyard, holding a bucket of rose bouquets that were bigger than her.

"Mommy! Follow me!"

She walked up, put the bouquet of flowers into Song Yuning's hand, and led her forward slowly.

Song Yuning looked around——

Brilliant fireworks were blooming in the sky. The huge courtyard was decorated with romantic light balls dotted with stars. Countless Manta roses were blooming, turning the courtyard into a gray-purple ocean, leaving only a winding flower path.

At the end of the road, rose petals merged into a shocking giant portrait, which was particularly eye-catching.

Song Yuning was slowly led by Hanhan to the center of the courtyard.

She looked at the gray-purple color and suddenly remembered the flower language expressed by the Manta rose:

"First love."

She was silently surprised.

Afterwards, she had guessed what the words meant, so she tilted her head and stared at Ji Zihan with a smile on her face, "Are you, are you going to..."

"Propose." Ji Zihan's lips curled up slightly, revealing an extremely gentle smile, and he continued with her words.

Mr. Song and his companions walked out from the other side door with smiles on their faces.

Song Yuning glanced at them and her cheeks immediately flushed.

Ji Zihan slowly knelt down, took out a small satin box from behind, looked at her, and slowly opened it...

"Ningning." He said solemnly.

"You may have heard many of these words once before, but today, I still want to say them formally again."

"I am really grateful and thankful that fate has allowed us to meet again."

"I once thought that life was very long, so long that it had no end, and it was boring and uninteresting. Perhaps my whole life would be trapped in this monotonous and boring cycle, with nothing new to say."

"At the same time, I have never thought about staying with someone forever and growing old together. I think love may just be a beautiful fantasy that people weave to comfort themselves."

"But it wasn't until I lost you that I finally understood that when you fall in love with someone, the moment is eternity."

"Once this person occupies this place in my heart, no one can replace it."

"It is not a beautiful dream, nor is it a fragile bubble. It is an unreachable star, and it is also the rain that may fall into my palm at any time. It penetrates into my life, making my life vibrant and no longer monotonous."

He held Song Yuning's hand and took out the silver ring engraved with "cepдцe" from the box.

"I did not do well in the past, and I may have annoyed you, but I still hope that you can give me a chance, so that I can use the rest of my life to prove that I will treat you well and have the ability to make you happy and joyful..."

"Is it okay?" He gently pushed the ring onto her ring finger and waited quietly for her answer.

Song Yuning smiled and said, "Can I still choose not to agree?"

Ji Zihan chuckled, stretched out his hand and interlocked his fingers with hers, and said firmly, "No."

"Then stand up~" She reached out and helped Ji Zihan up.

"That's great~ Daddy and Mommy are together!" Hanhan shouted enthusiastically.

She jumped around with the bubble machine and blew bubbles around them. The colorful bubbles floated lightly between them, which was gorgeous and romantic.

Song Zhe, the man in charge of setting off the fireworks, secretly complained, "Aren't your parents always together..."

My aunt's eyes turned red. She turned around and punched my uncle twice, complaining, "You didn't propose to me at that time, and you didn't say such touching words of love."

uncle:"……"

"Didn't we say that at the wedding?"

Aunt: "Then you didn't propose. You missed a step."

"Look at Xiaoji. He already got the marriage certificate but he still wanted to have a proposal ceremony."

"Forget it, you are a dead wood, I don't count on you."

Mr. Song stroked his beard and smiled, "Since the proposal was successful, I will go back and rest first."

"Grandpa, I wish you two will live happily together in the future and grow old together! Hahaha~"

"Thank you Grandpa!"

"Thank you Grandpa."

The family members gradually dispersed. Song Yuning stood under the huge painting made of roses and asked Ji Zihan, "Is this me?"

Ji Zihan raised his eyelids, "...Do you think I should put someone else's photo when proposing to you?"

Song Yuning stroked his chin and thought, "But this doesn't seem like me."

She stared at Ji Zihan suspiciously, "You shouldn't have any white moonlight or anything like that, right?"

Ji Zihan was speechless, "Have you read too many novels?"

He put his arm around her waist from behind and explained slowly, "One morning a few years ago, you were standing on the balcony of my villa, looking at the sea. I looked over from afar. You had your back to me, your hair flying, dyed with the halo of the morning sun, like a god descending to the earth."

"I remembered that scene for a long time."

The corners of his lips curled slightly, "Then I think of it again and again, and my heart beats again and again."

"I think, from that moment on, I have actually fallen in love with you."

Song Yuning turned her head and looked at him blankly, "Is this true?"

Ji Zihan pinched her face helplessly, "Yes. Look, you don't remember it again."

He sighed deeply.

"It seems... I still need you to recall what we did in the villa that time."

"This way, you should be able to remember it."