Chapter 402: Mr. Ji Is Also Good
"To repay grandma’s kindness for raising you," Without any hesitation, Ji Yan’s gaze fell on Shen Hanxing’s fair face. He said thoughtfully, "she gave me a chance to meet such a good wife." His life seemed to have taken a turn after meeting Shen Hanxing. The coldness and dullness of the past twenty years had disappeared entirely. After meeting her, it was the first time he had felt the warmth of the human world. He knew what happiness was.
Shen Hanxing originally wanted to tease Ji Yan, but she did not expect him to answer seriously. Her face could not help but flush. She pressed her face against Ji Yan’s chest and muttered in a low voice, "I’m not as good as you say."
"No, you are the best to me," Ji Yan lowered his head and kissed Shen Hanxing’s hair. His dark pupils were like bottomless whirlpools. He said in a deep voice, "to me, there is no one in this world who can compare to you." It was cheezy, but when Ji Yan said it, there was an inexplicable sense of solemnity.
Shen Hanxing could feel her weight in Ji Yan’s heart. She could feel that he loved her, held her in his hands, and carefully protected her.
"Mr. Ji is also good," Shen Hanxing’s ears flushed red as she raised her hand to hug Ji Yan’s lean waist. She said softly, "To me, you are the best." From her childhood experience, she knew how precious it was to be firmly chosen and loved by others. Since she married Ji Yan, Ji Yan would always stand before her no matter what happened. No matter how intelligent and capable she looked, no matter how strong she was, he would silently protect her from everything.
Shen Hanxing hugged Ji Yan tightly. Shen Hanxing, who was deeply moved, did not notice the restrained look in Ji Yan’s eyes. He pressed one hand on Shen Hanxing’s waist. After a long while, he exhaled and said, "It’s my honor." After he spoke, he turned around and gently pushed Shen Hanxing against the wall. His large palm was placed on her back, placing a barrier between her and the cold wall. With his other hand, he lifted Shen Hanxing’s chin. His voice was hoarse and forbearing. "May I kiss you, my queen?"