When Love Turns the Tables: The Mysterious Husband's Chase-Chapter 642: So It Was You (2)
Regardless of anything, the guest is a guest, and it’s quite odd for everyone to just stand.
Zhou Chengze, the master of diffusing awkward situations, has already invited everyone to sit down. Perhaps because of Mu Ke’s arrival, the atmosphere on the scene became a bit awkward.
Obviously, Sheng Jianan was supposed to be the main focus, but due to curiosity about Mu Ke, and partly because of Mu Yunfan’s comment "that Mu Ke," it made the whole situation more mysterious, causing everyone’s attention to seem shifted.
Of course, Young Master Sheng was the most displeased. Fortunately, Mu Ke didn’t talk much. As long as others didn’t ask him anything, he wouldn’t say a word more than necessary.
His speech was even more sparing than Mu Yunfan’s.
At eight, dinner was cleared away, and the atmosphere finally became less awkward and more lively, as questions about the curiosity surrounding Mu Ke had been answered by Mu Yunfan when the person in question left for the restroom.
In some sense, Mu Ke could be considered Mu Yunfan’s senior. Many people revered Mu Yunfan as a medical genius, but he said that aside from his mentor, the person he admired most was Mu Ke. If he was a medical genius, then Mu Ke was a medical prodigy.
Initially, Mu Ke majored in clinical medicine. Somehow, he transitioned to cardiology, and later on, he even studied psychology. But regardless of the field, as long as it involved Mu Ke, he was one of the top doctors worldwide. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
The key point is that compared to the other esteemed authorities, Mu Ke is still very young.
His relationship with Sheng Jiayu isn’t strange. He’s simply her doctor, a psychological counselor.
The room’s door was pushed open, and a waiter brought in a three-tier cake. On the top tier, there was a ring, marking the true start of tonight’s gathering.
Sheng Jianan kneeled on one knee, slowly sliding the ring onto Tang Yanqi’s finger: "Tang Yanqi, in the past, you suffered many wounds, much pain, shed many tears, and much blood. In the future, all my time, all my money, all my energy, will be used to make it up to you. So, please, will you marry me?"
Tang Yanqi was momentarily stunned. This wasn’t the first time Sheng Jianan had proposed. Someone who was already his wife being proposed to twice—it would just be laughed off, wouldn’t it?
But now, Tang Yanqi couldn’t quite smile. Her eyes gradually misted over; she understood the meaning behind every word he said.
Perhaps in others’ eyes, Sheng Jianan was still that Sheng Jianan, and Tang Yanqi was still that Tang Yanqi, but they knew otherwise.
Those three years apart were a period of transformation for both of them.
She would no longer humbly desire only to be with him; he would no longer be domineering, disregarding everything else.
They had both grown; they had both learned how to love each other.
Tang Yanqi took a deep breath, her voice slightly trembling: "Is this what you wanted to tell me tonight?"
Sheng Jianan smiled: "I’ve been busy with our wedding all this time. Now, I’m ready. How about you? Are you ready to be my most beautiful bride?"
The room was filled with people, yet no one made a sound. The story of Tang Yanqi and Sheng Jianan was something they more or less witnessed. These two had endured so much to finally be together. This moment belonged to them, and no one wanted to break this beautiful scene.
Tang Yanqi lifted her chin but didn’t answer.
