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Chapter 1041 - 1038: Will You Marry Me?

Chapter 1041: Chapter 1038: Will You Marry Me?

Days flew by in a blur of busyness, and before she knew it, Chinese New Year’s Eve had arrived.

No matter how much Tong Xiaohua tried to persuade him, Yan Bo was adamant about not returning to Capital City for the New Year.

Under such circumstances, Tong Xiaohua felt it wouldn’t be right to just send him away, after all, him staying alone in that simple residence would be rather pitiful.

Yanhuang officially had the day off on Chinese New Year’s Eve, but Tong Xiaohua was extremely busy on this day because she and Yan Bo had already planned to accompany her parents to a foreign island for vacation early the next morning, so she had to take care of all her work for the coming days on Chinese New Year’s Eve.

Of course, even though she was very busy, she still returned home punctually at six in the evening.

With Mrs. Tong’s meticulous arrangements, the Tong Family home, inside and out, was filled with festive red and brimming with the spirit of the New Year.

As soon as Tong Xiaohua entered the door, she cheerfully called out, "Dad, Mom, I’m back!"

In the living room, only Uncle Yuan was directing the servants in their tasks, with no sign of Tong Xiaohua’s father and Mrs. Tong.

Just as Tong Xiaohua was about to ask Uncle Yuan where everyone had gone, her mother’s voice came from the kitchen, "Xiao Hua, we’re busy here!"

Tong Xiaohua found it odd, her mother was a proper miss who never involved herself in kitchen work.

Of course, it wasn’t because she was lazy, but because she was a disaster in the kitchen, creating a disaster site with just the slightest effort.

In this respect, Tong Xiaohua had indeed inherited her true legacy.

"Mom, what are you doing in the kitchen?"

Tong Xiaohua reached the kitchen as her voice did, her long legs carrying her inside, only to be met with an even more shocking scene.

Because, standing in front of the kitchen counter, was not only her mother but also Yan Bo!

"Oh my, our young and talented entrepreneur Mr. Yan Bo, what are you up to?"

Yan Bo had just received the honor of being one of "L City’s Top Ten Outstanding Young Entrepreneurs" a few days ago, and now, Tong Xiaohua teased him about it.

Yan Bo was dressed in dark blue casual clothes, with a pink apron tied around him, standing at the kitchen counter with his hands covered in white flour. Although he didn’t look his usual handsome, the scene was unexpectedly harmonious, and beyond being easy on the eyes, it carried a certain alternative charm.

Yan Bo, hearing her tease, wasn’t angry but rather, smiled at her and pulled her into his embrace.

"Making dumplings for you to eat!"

Instantly, Tong Xiaohua’s black sleeve was marked with a snowy Mount Five Fingers.

Tong Xiaohua didn’t mind at all and snuggled into his arms, peering at his accomplishments on the counter.

"What filling did you make? Is it even edible?"

Yan Bo leaned down and pecked her on the lips, "Anyway, as long as I’m eating with you, does it matter whether it’s edible or not?"

Before Tong Xiaohua could respond, on the side, Mrs. Tong "cough cough" coughed twice.

Laughing, Tong Xiaohua reached out to pat her mother’s back, "Mom, are you not feeling well? Should I get you some tangerine peel paste?"

Mrs. Tong turned around with a meaningful look at her and Yan Bo, "I think I should gracefully exit the stage!"

Tong Xiaohua cheerfully replied, "Mom, you and Dad have been shoving ’dog food’ down my throat for more than a decade, what’s the harm in a bite or two now!"

Now, Tong Xiaohua’s face had slowly thickened.

Mrs. Tong helplessly shook her head, "Alright then, you two continue, pretend I’m not here."

Only then did Tong Xiaohua wriggle out of Yan Bo’s arms to wash her hands clean before diving back into his embrace, "President Yan, teach me how to make dumplings!"

Yan Bo himself wasn’t much better at dumpling making, so he took Tong Xiaohua’s hand and started teaching her how to make dumplings, step by step.

Mrs. Tong’s skills were on par with Yan Bo’s; therefore, the dumplings that ended up on the table for the Tong family that year were historically the ugliest.

Yet even so, the four of them sat around the table, looking at the hideously ugly dumplings, with expressions of unprecedented joy and contentment on their faces.

The vibrant roses seemed to make everyone’s faces glow red. Yan Bo stood up and served dumplings to Mr. Tong and Mrs. Tong, then he filled a bowl for Tong Xiaohua.

When he placed the dumplings in front of Tong Xiaohua, her eyes lit up.

"Eh, why does mine have a rabbit?"

Yan Bo looked at her, smiling without saying a word.

Tong Xiaohua blinked several times, and she got it!

"Oh, I get it now. I was born in the year of the Rabbit, so you purposely made a rabbit dumpling for me, right?"

Yan Bo still smiled, neither confirming nor denying, silently serving himself a bowl of dumplings.

"Hey, you’re born in the year of the Ox, right?" Tong Xiaohua leaned over to peek into Yan Bo’s bowl.

But she didn’t find any ox-shaped dumplings in his bowl and felt slightly disappointed, "Why didn’t you say something earlier? If you had, I would have made you an ox-head dumpling."

Yan Bo turned his head to look at her, "I don’t want an ox. Can I have something else instead?"

Tong Xiaohua blinked, "Of course, you can have whatever gift you want! Just tell me, what would you like?"

At that moment, Tong Xiaohua only thought that Yan Bo was asking her for a new gift.

With her family’s wealth, there was probably nothing Yan Bo could want that she couldn’t afford to give.

Yan Bo gazed at her steadily, and after a long while, he curved his lips into a mysterious smile.

"Let’s eat while it’s hot. I’ll talk about what I want later!"

Tong Xiaohua hummed in agreement and began to eat her dumplings happily.

These dumplings, though unsightly, had fillings that Aunt Xin had finely chopped and seasoned, and even the dough was skillfully rolled out by her. Yan Bo and Tong Xiaohua’s part was merely to wrap the filling in the dough, which only affected the look, not the taste.

Yan Bo ate very slowly because he kept watching Tong Xiaohua eat.

Tong Xiaohua had a habit of saving the best for last.

She evidently loved the White Rabbit Dumpling, so she left it in her bowl until the end.

For Yan Bo, this was actually torturous.

"What should I do? I don’t want to eat this dumpling; it’s too cute. Can I not eat it and freeze it as a keepsake instead?"

Yan Bo paused for a moment before massaging the back of her neck and coaxing her.

"Go on and eat it. If you like it, I’ll make more for you in the future."

Tong Xiaohua’s eyes lit up, "Really?"

Yan Bo leaned in close to her ear and quietly promised her.

"Mhm, for a lifetime!"

As a result, Tong Xiaohua, with blushing ears, scooped up the rabbit dumpling and carefully took a bite as if afraid of hurting it.

"Pop!"

Even though Tong Xiaohua was gentle, she still felt something hard inside the rabbit dumpling hit her tooth!

Her expression faltered slightly, and upon looking down, she noticed a twinkling white light shimmering inside the dumpling.

"This is..." Tong Xiaohua turned her head dumbfounded to look at Yan Bo.

Yan Bo glanced at the half-circle of silver light showing, suddenly knelt on one knee like a magician pulling out a bunch of red roses and held them out to her.

"Xiao Hua, will you marry me?"

Tong Xiaohua first looked at the half-circle of white light still hidden in the rabbit’s belly, then her gaze fell on his face, her eyes gradually reddening.

The two gazed deeply at each other, their eyes filled with nothing but the dazzling visage of the other.

After a long moment, she nodded firmly and responded with a thick nasal voice, "I will!"

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