Chapter 930 - 930 Where Is My Present?

930 Where Is My Present?

Ji Yan replied with a calm expression and carefully protected Shen Hanxing in case she touched any decorations and hurt herself. Upon seeing his actions, Shen Hanxing suddenly stopped in her tracks and raised her head. She could not help but repeat, “I was really happy today, extremely happy.”

Perhaps it was because of the late night or because the summer night was too comfortable, Shen Hanxing lost her usual calmness and revealed a little coquettishness and cuteness. She wrinkled her nose and glared at Ji Yan as if she was acting coquettishly.

“Yes, I know Madam is very happy,” Ji Yan’s eyes sparkled with a smile. His warm palm gently pinched Shen Hanxing’s cheek, his voice deep and resonant. “Seeing Madam happy brings me joy as well.”

Upon hearing Ji Yan’s words, Shen Hanxing instinctively wanted to curl her lips, but before she could do so, she quickly restrained herself. “I don’t want to hear that,” she said. It was a rare moment of petulance as she blocked Ji Yan’s path, stretching out her hands like a mischievous child. Her eyes glistened as she looked at Ji Yan. “On such a beautiful day, Mr. Ji, don’t you have a gift for me?” She had been waiting for so long!

Ji Yang’s gift had already been sent, and their families had already presented their congratulations. Only Ji Yan, who held a special place in Shen Hanxing’s heart, hadn’t made a move yet.

Shen Hanxing’s eyes brimmed with anticipation as she grumbled, “If Mr. Ji doesn’t give me a gift, then today will be over.” After speaking, she expressed her dissatisfaction by poking his chest with her fingertips. Ji Yan promptly caught her hand and brought it to his lips for a kiss. “Madam, why are you so greedy? Don’t all these gifts suffice?”

“It’s different,” Shen Hanxing furrowed her brows and said, “Mr. Ji’s gift is unlike any others.” She had never realized just how much she enjoyed receiving affirmation from others, how significant it felt, and how much she anticipated receiving a gift. Perhaps she didn’t care about anyone else, only Ji Yan.

“However, if you haven’t prepared a gift, that’s alright.” Shen Hanxing contemplated for a moment then took a step forward and threw herself into Ji Yan’s arms.

Ji Yan felt as if a fluffy ball of cotton had collided with his chest, soft and fragrant, instantly filling the void within him. Shen Hanxing buried her face in his chest and spoke in a muffled voice, “Mr. Ji, you don’t have to be so meticulous. I’m just a little disappointed, just a little…” She raised her hand, indicating a very small distance. She realized that she must have been spoiled by Ji Yan, accustomed to always being his top priority, surpassing her expectations every time. However, he wasn’t a god, nor could he read her mind. She couldn’t demand that he always meet her expectations and satisfy her every time. True personal interactions involved mutual understanding. He had already done more than enough, and she shouldn’t ask for too much.

“Really?” Ji Yan raised an eyebrow and asked in a low voice, “Does it not matter even if there’s no gift?”

“Then, Mr. Ji, give me a kiss instead.” Shen Hanxing leaned softly into Ji Yan’s arms, her arms around his neck, and she flashed him a tender smile. “Mr. Ji, you are the best gift to me.”

Seeing Shen Hanxing like this, Ji Yan felt his heart melt into a warm puddle. How could she be so sweet, so adorable? He couldn’t help but bend down and kiss her plump, sweet lips, savoring her flavor.

A lingering kiss.

Shen Hanxing chuckled and rubbed her forehead against Ji Yan’s neck. “Thank you for your gift, Mr. Ji. I love it.”

“This is not the gift I have for you, Madam,” Ji Yan laughed hoarsely. His deep, dark eyes restrained certain emotions. He looked around and noticed they were by the artificial lake in the neighborhood. The willow trees by the lake hung down, gently swaying in the summer evening breeze.

Everything seemed just right.

Ji Yan glanced at his watch and suddenly took a step back, creating some distance between him and Shen Hanxing.

“Mr. Ji?” Shen Hanxing looked slightly bewildered.

“It’s almost time,” Ji Yan spoke, his black eyes fixed on Shen Hanxing as if she were his whole world. Then, he took a step back and knelt on one knee.

“Swish…” Accompanied by the sound of air being torn apart, a large firework exploded in the night. It was as gorgeous as a dream.

Ji Yan knelt on the ground with one knee and took out a large bouquet of red roses as if he had performed magic. On his other hand, there was a beautiful diamond ring.