The day before New Year’s Eve, Mr. Sheng and Miss Tang went to the Zhou Family together. After the nurse had finished changing Sheng Yanxiao’s bandages, he could no longer bear it. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, he called Su Weiyi into his room.

Su Weiyi sat down by his bedside and asked softly, "What’s wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Sheng Yanxiao stared at her with a heavy gaze, remaining silent. His look made Su Weiyi a little uneasy. She subconsciously touched her face, "Is there something on my face?"

"Come here."

Sheng Yanxiao spoke lightly, and Su Weiyi could only move closer to him. As she approached, Sheng Yanxiao continued, "A little lower."

Su Weiyi instantly realized what he wanted to do and couldn’t help but smile, but she shook her head sensibly, "No, your injury hasn’t healed yet."

Sheng Yanxiao frowned. He had been displeased for several days now, and finally having a chance to be alone, she still wouldn’t come closer. How could he be happy?

"You come over yourself, or I’ll struggle to get up. You choose one."

Su Weiyi was at a loss, and could only lean down, giving him a gentle kiss on the lips. He quickly took the lead, biting her lips softly yet firmly. How could Su Weiyi bear to push him away? She let him kiss her. When Sheng Yanxiao was satisfied, Su Weiyi felt her lips were a bit swollen.

Su Weiyi’s eyes were bright with waves, she pursed her lips, her cheeks blushing: "Are you satisfied? Childish."

A hint of a smile appeared in Sheng Yanxiao’s eyes, and the youthful arrogance of sixteen unfolded on his brows once more, "Weiwei, this time you came to me first, don’t expect me to let go again."

While speaking, Sheng Yanxiao’s fingers were still entwined with Su Weiyi’s hair. The two were so close, their breaths mingling, and Su Weiyi couldn’t help but feel a softness in her heart.

She gently bowed her head, resting on Sheng Yanxiao’s uninjured shoulder, intertwining her fingers tightly with his: "I won’t, never again."

She wouldn’t leave, wouldn’t run away. She wanted to be with him, no matter how stormy the future might be.

Sheng Yanxiao, who had always been cold and determined, not caring for anyone, now had an unprecedented warmth in his eyes.

God knows how long he had been waiting for this day.

Others might wait for the day their loved one falls for them, but him? He was waiting for the day the one he loved, who also loved him, was willing to be with him.

At first glance, it seemed he was luckier than the former, but in reality?

No one who truly likes someone would not be with them unless there were many irresistible factors.

The most tragic thing in the world is not unrequited love, but loving each other and yet being unable to love, unable to be with each other.

Su Weiyi leaned against him for a while. Worried she might hurt him, she slowly sat up again and asked a question she hadn’t dared to ask, "Have you... just forgiven me so easily?"

Not angry anymore? Not going to hold me accountable for these past three years?

Sheng Yanxiao chuckled lightly, resting one hand behind his head, his brow slightly raised, once again revealing his youthful arrogance, "Who said I’ve forgiven you? What you owe me for these three years, we’ll take our time to settle, there’s no rush."

We’ll settle it over a lifetime!

Soon, a servant came knocking on the door: "Young lady, there are police downstairs. They say they’re here to see you and the young master."

Su Weiyi nodded, "I know, I’ll be right there."

The people involved in this robbery and injury incident were caught by the police on the same day, and this incident also uncovered something a bit frustrating.