A fashion queen

"I understand your concerns, Xueying." Mo Yunting slowly extended his right hand and gently placed it on Cui Xueying's slightly trembling shoulders. "I am equally deeply saddened by what happened to your parents, but please believe that this will never become a stumbling block to our future. I sincerely hope that we can work hand in hand, bravely face the difficulties and obstacles before us, and together create a happy and fulfilling life."

Cui Xueying bit her lip tightly, tears welling up in her eyes. She knew very well that Mo Yunting's words came from the heart, without a trace of falsehood. But even so, she was still caught in an endless struggle of pain.

"Can you give me some more time, please?" After a fierce ideological struggle, Cui Xueying finally mustered up all the courage to speak, "I really need enough time to think calmly and properly solve all the troubles." After that, she took a deep breath, as if she wanted to exhale all the uneasiness and anxiety in her heart.

Mo Yunting nodded vigorously, as if to convey his inner resolve to the person before him. He wrapped his arms tightly around Cui Xueying's frail body, as if afraid that if he let go, she would vanish like a phantom.

"I am willing to wait, because you are worth my waiting. But please don't make this wait too long, my heart can no longer bear any more torment. Every minute and every second, I spend in fear, afraid that one day you will suddenly leave me. Even though we are together day and night now, that uneasiness still lingers in my heart and cannot be shaken off."

He gazed deeply into Cui Xueying's eyes, trying to find a glimmer of comfort. However, all he saw was endless confusion and hesitation. "I completely understand how you feel right now, and I know you have your own thoughts and considerations. But all I long for is to stand by your side with integrity, to face the storms of this world with you. It's definitely not like this, filled with worry and anxiety all day long. This feeling is like thousands of ants gnawing at my heart, making me miserable."

Mo Yunting's voice trembled slightly, revealing the entanglement and powerlessness in his heart, "I really didn't mean to put even the slightest pressure on you, but every time I think of you coming from another world, I feel extremely panicked and confused. I have no idea what kind of changes will happen in the future, and I don't know what measures I should take to keep you by my side for a long time..." At this point, his eyes gradually filled with tears, and crystal tears slowly flowed down his face.

Cui Xueying deeply felt Mo Yunting's embrace, filled with deep affection, as if he were rubbing her into his body. A wave of intense and profound emotion surged through her heart, moving her to tears. But wasn't her tormented heart also suffering endless pain? Her voice trembled slightly, choking with sobs. "I'm truly sorry. I shouldn't have been so hesitant. Okay, I promise you, we'll have the wedding after my parents wake up."

Hearing these words, Mo Yunting's originally heavy mood instantly became light and joyful. He tightly grasped Cui Xueying's slender hand with both of his own, as if trying to convey more strength and warmth to her. Then, he slowly lowered his head and gently placed a soft kiss on her smooth forehead. He spoke in an extremely gentle tone, "Xueying, you should rest now. I will stay here with your father. Please believe me, everything will be properly handled. Don't worry."

"Ah? But... why don't you just forget it? After all, you are injured too!" Cui Xueying tried to continue expressing her concern, but before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Mo Yunting anxiously: "Don't worry, this little injury on my body is not serious. As long as I see that you are safe and sound, I will be satisfied. Be obedient and go and rest for a while, okay?" His eyes revealed a firmness and persistence that made it impossible to refuse.