After I divorced, I was targeted by villains

Chapter 245 Will You Marry Me
Shi Mian knows home.

Wen Zhiyu is nestling in the study, designing her new work.

Wen Zhiyu regained her confidence in jewelry design when "Light" won an award in the previous competition.

She incorporated the inspirations from the few days of traveling in Urumqi into her new works. At this moment, people have completely ignored everything around them, including Shi Mianzhi.

And our Lord Mian was sitting in the living room, staring at the things Zhong Rui sent, dazed.

What Zhong Rui sent was Shi Mianzhi's mother's relic "taken" back from Shi's house, a simple and somewhat worn-out wooden box.

The wooden box was placed on the table for a long time, but Shi Mianzhi didn't open it.

It has been 16 years since his mother passed away, and now he suddenly saw something about his mother that he had never seen before, and Mian Ye felt a sense of homelessness.

The Shi family, there is no longer any reason for him to keep his hand.

"Zhong Rui, it's time to start over in Shanghai."

After the phone call was over, Master Mian's deep eyes were full of unpredictable depths.

Until, the sun was setting outside the window, and the indoor light was dim.

With a happy smile on his face, Wen Zhiyu ran out of the study with a blueprint, saw Shi Mianzhi sitting on the sofa, and ran over happily.

"Zhizhi, look, how is my work this time?"

Wen Zhiyu handed the drawing to Shi Mianzhi as if offering a treasure, and when he looked up at Shi Mianzhi, he realized that his expression was a bit wrong.

"What’s wrong with you?"

The hand holding the drawing was stuck in the air, Wen Zhiyu's face froze, and he asked in a soft and low tone.

"I am fine."

The Mian Ye, who was awakened from deep thought, raised his eyes to stare at Wen Zhiyu's face, and answered calmly.

Wen Zhiyu didn't feel relieved just because Shi Mianzhi said he was fine, she carefully observed Shi Mianzhi's expression, then glanced randomly around the living room, and finally landed on the wooden box on the table.

"This is... your mother's?"

Wen Zhiyu, with a trembling voice, fixed his eyes on the wooden box and asked intently.

"Yes."

Shi Mianzhi's blunt and direct answer made Wen Zhiyu, who felt a little uncomfortable, inexplicably distressed.

Her boyfriend has suffered so much since he was a child, and finally his life is better now, but those cruel people always come to expose his scars again and again, and sprinkle some salt on them by the way.

How can such excessive behavior not make people angry!

With pity and distress in his eyes, Wen Zhiyu couldn't help but glanced at the wooden box again, only to find that the wooden box didn't seem to have been opened.

Only then did she ask in surprise, "Have you opened it yet?"

Hearing Wen Zhiyu's question, Shi Mianzhi's dark eyes fell on the wooden box that had been placed on the table for a long time, and he replied sadly, "Let's take it apart!"

"How can this be done? This is Auntie's stuff, so it's most meaningful that you open it yourself."

When Wen Zhiyu heard Shi Mian knew this, he repeatedly waved his hands and refused.

She knew how heavy and special Shi Mianzhi's mother meant to him, how could she steal the show and open his mother's relics for him?
Taking a few steps back cautiously, Wen Zhiyu was one meter away from Shi Mianzhi, even if Shi Mianzhi wanted her to open it, she couldn't reach it.

"Ayu, you and I are one now. My mother will be your mother in the future, so whether you drive or I drive, what's the difference?"

Shi Mianzhi didn't seem to notice Wen Zhiyu's retreat, and his deep eyes kept falling on the wooden box, which contained nostalgia and longing for his mother.

But what he said made Wen Zhiyu blush and wet his eyes.

This time, Wen Zhiyu, who opened the distance, took the initiative to sit down beside Shi Mianzhi, held his cool big hand, and said solemnly, "Then let's drive together."

Wen Zhiyu can guess what Shi Mianzhi is thinking just by seeing Shi Mianzhi's eyes that want to see this wooden box but are afraid to look at it too much.

He was simply afraid that after opening the box, the contents inside would disappoint him.

That being the case, let her hold his hand together, whether it is joy or sorrow, she will accompany him.

The small hand was attached to the outside of the big hand, and five fingers were interspersed between the gaps between the big fingers, pushing the big hand to slowly approach the wooden box that reflected the setting sun and gave off a simple atmosphere.

"Clap."

The lock on the wooden box was opened, and the lid of the box flicked up and down quietly, covering the contents of the box tightly, and nothing could be seen.

The big hand curled up after the sound of the box, was clenched by the small hand outside, and fixed in front of the wooden box.

The owner of the little hand could feel the veins bulging and trembling tightly on the back of her tightly clenched hand.

"I'll accompany you."

The soft and quiet voice, like warm wind, soothed the tension of the owner of the big hand, and the uneven veins on the back of the hand gradually eased and relaxed.

The two overlapping hands squeezed a corner of the box, and slowly opened the wooden box full of expectations.

After the box was opened, the big hand froze on the box cover, and the owner of the hand looked into the box. The deep sadness in his eyes that wanted to turn the day into night made Wen Zhiyu almost indulge in it and cry bitterly.

During the silent period, neither of them made a sound.

If there is no heavy and depressing atmosphere lingering around them, there is a kind of quiet charm of time.

"It's something my grandmother gave to my mother."

When Shi Mianzhi suddenly spoke, his hoarse and deep voice carried a distressing fragility.

"Then let's keep it well, and let auntie's things return to their original owners."

Wen Zhiyu, who didn't know how to respond, could only pick up the words she could think of to respond to Shi Mianzhi.

"My mother once told me that my grandmother left her something that was passed down from my grandmother's mother to my grandmother. This thing, my mother said would be passed on to her daughter-in-law in the future. It's a pity."

Shi Mianzhi's words were not finished, but Wen Zhiyu could hear the regret in his tone.

She quickly held Shi Mianzhi's hand with both hands, stared sincerely at his lost eyes, and tried to find a way to tell Shi Mianzhi, "It's a pity, isn't I already here now? I just don't know, Auntie will won't like me."

Wen Zhiyu, who wanted to be warm when he knew it, lowered his head with a little low self-esteem while talking.

In her heart, she and Shi Mianzhi are not from the same world at all.

If it wasn't for the accident, how could she know someone like Shi Mianzhi.

Now they not only know each other, but also become boyfriend and girlfriend, fiancé couple, such pampering and happiness, Wen Zhiyu didn't even dare to dream about it before wearing a book.

But now she not only wanted it, but her dream came true.

Everything is so beautiful, Wen Zhiyu is afraid that all this is just a beautiful and vigorous dream.

After waking up from the dream, she became the person in the original world who lived in a single apartment and had neither father nor mother love.

"When all the dust settles, Ayu will marry me?"

(End of this chapter)