At this moment, she was truly satisfied and content. Although this gift was just for personal appreciation, unlike the romantic and dazzling preparations Li Yan made for Yu Xiaodi, no matter how romantic it was at the time or how much discussion it stirred, it was only a temporary splendor. However, this somewhat plain gift gave her a lasting sensation, a feeling that could be cherished for a long time, taken out for admiration, and moved by!

Although a lot of money was spent on those activities prepared for Yu Xiaodi, possibly costing him a large portion of his savings, compared to this, which cannot be bought with money, it must be done personally, with repeated visits and invitations, is a rare and priceless blessing documentary!

His ability to do so shows how much he values their relationship, how deep his feelings are for her. What else is there to criticize?

At this moment, Yurong began to let go. The past is already gone, just let it be! After all, he and Yu Xiaodi haven’t just met for the first time, and he has always been someone who can’t control himself. As for what the future holds, it depends on future developments and her own efforts.

She also gave up the agreement with Yu Xiaodi. Since Yu Xiaodi had already broken the rules of the game, why should she still abide by them? Of course, that doesn’t mean she can accept becoming close with him now, or say getting closer to attack a rival. She would gradually accept Li Yan, whom she initially strongly resisted and was unfamiliar with, as she was gradually moved by him.

"Seems like... shouldn’t you say something?" Yurong looked at Li Yan and gave a hint.

"Say what?" Li Yan pretended not to understand. He thought Yurong wanted him to say ’I love you.’ It’s not that he didn’t think he was in love with her; he had already invested and admitted his feelings for her. But a big guy to directly say ’I love you,’ just thinking about it gave him goosebumps. He could do it, express it, but saying it out loud was embarrassing, related to his upbringing.

"What do you think?" Zhang Yurong asked in return.

"Well... you should know what I mean, do I need to say it out loud?"

Zhang Yurong pursued further, "That’s strange, how would I know your meaning if you don’t say it? It’s time for you to express it, right? It’s just one sentence, not a big deal."

Li Yan scratched his head, a bit troubled: "Well, that’s what you say... but I always feel that saying it out loud is a bit pretentious. It’s enough for us to feel it together; why must it be said out loud?"

Zhang Yurong looked at his expression, a bit confused, "Hey? What do you think I want you to say? Why do you find it pretentious? Of course, if you don’t want to say it directly now, it’s okay. Anyway, your gift has already said it many times."

Li Yan was stunned: "Didn’t you want me to say ’I love you’?" He felt a bit embarrassed; why was the same phrase easy to quote in a question but hard to state directly?

After hearing his words, Zhang Yurong finally understood, wanted to laugh but held back, pointing at the clock on the wall: "Hey! It’s already past midnight, you’ve painstakingly filmed 9999 blessings for me, why withhold saying one in person?"

Li Yan finally realized, a little embarrassed, that unknowingly after watching the video, the time had already passed midnight. "Yurong, happy birthday! Haha... Of course, it’s not that I can’t say ’I love you,’ it’s just that I feel embarrassed saying it out loud, it seems too mushy. But I do love you, that should be obvious to you."

After discovering this secret, saying it this way came very naturally.

But Zhang Yurong pouted slightly, giving a light hum: "You said that quite smoothly, seems like you’ve used that line quite often?"

"If it’s hard to say to you, how could I often say it to others? I’m a reserved, introverted person. But the number of people I want to say it to isn’t small. Let me count, one... two... three... four... five..."

Li Yan spoke half-jokingly, half-seriously, and while counting, a series of faces appeared in his mind: the not-present Yu Xiaodi, Wen Qianyi, who was also celebrating her birthday now, Hai Fu whom he was emotionally entangled with, Huang Ying who became dear from dependence, Qiao Huanxuan who had been waiting for him for twelve years, Li Jie who appeared cool and carefree but needed someone to care for her inwardly... and Yue Yao, who had just left and had lived selflessly for him for many years...

The degree of love may vary, and the ways of expressing it might differ, but he believed that he loved all of them!

"...six...seven..."

"And more?" Seeing him counting all the way down, Yurong couldn’t hold back and snapped, "Are you picking generals? Do you need to gather all 108 from the Outlaws of the Marsh (Water Margin)?"

If he mentioned there were others, or two more people, she would believe it’s true, but ever since he started counting down to six, seven, seemingly about to continue, she naturally thought he was joking.

"Ahem! You interrupted me, now I’ve lost track of my count. Haha, 108 generals would certainly be overwhelming. But within the limits of emotional and physical capability and financial means, of course, more is better, like Han Xin counting soldiers!" Anyway, planning to head this direction in the future, Li Yan took this moment of playful atmosphere to give her a heads-up.