Soon, Long Aotian stopped the car.
Hu Yuying glanced around, her eyes filled with confusion. She didn’t understand why Long Aotian had brought her to the housing authority, but that didn’t stop her from stubbornly refusing to get out of the car.
"Will you come down on your own, or do I have to carry you?" Long Aotian whispered in her ear.
There were quite a few people around.
Hu Yuying was about to say she’d step out herself, but in the next moment, a pair of hands wrapped around her waist and lifted her out effortlessly.
"I—I could’ve gotten down myself," Hu Yuying murmured shyly as she noticed the onlookers’ gazes.
"You didn’t say so," Long Aotian replied, holding her close, his heart swelling with joy.
"I—I didn’t have time to say it!"
"Then what should we do? Should I put you back in and let you try again?"
"N-no way!" Flustered by the stares around them, the young woman’s cheeks flushed pink.
Seeing this, Long Aotian stifled a laugh and reached for her hand—only for her to subtly pull away.
"I haven’t forgiven you yet, so you can’t hold my hand."
"Then forgive me just for now, and you can go back to being mad later, alright? I really do have something important to take care of."
Hearing that he genuinely needed her, Hu Yuying reluctantly nodded and extended her small hand.
Long Aotian held her hand as they entered the housing authority, took a number, and waited—never once letting go.
Hu Yuying had wanted to ask why they were there, but remembering she was still upset with him, she kept silent.
Soon, their number was called.
Long Aotian led Hu Yuying to the counter and handed over the property deed. "Add my future wife’s name to this."
The words left Hu Yuying’s mind blank.
Instinctively, she tightened her grip on Long Aotian’s hand. The anger that had kept her from speaking to him earlier vanished in an instant. "A-add my name?"
Since this was a pre-marital addition, they needed to complete a gift deed, specifying the share of ownership granted to her.
Hu Yuying’s head was still spinning. She shook it instinctively. "I don’t want it."
Then, she looked at Long Aotian in disbelief. "You bought a house?"
"Yeah, the one we’re living in now." Seeing her stunned expression, Long Aotian lowered his voice. "That’s our home. I meant it when I said I wanted to give you a home—it wasn’t just empty words."
"And don’t think I’m doing this just to win you over. I’m serious. I really want to build a life with you. I was planning to tell you when I officially confessed, but… a lot happened in between."
"This is my promise to you—and my way of giving you security."
Emotions surged within Hu Yuying. What kind of person woos a girl by adding her name to a property deed? That alone proved Long Aotian’s sincerity.
Yet she shook her head again. "No, you’d need my ID, right? I didn’t bring it. Let’s come back another day."
She was trying to trick him into leaving.
Being with Long Aotian had never been about what he could give her—she only wanted him.
Knowing his feelings was enough. Housing prices in the capital were insane, and she couldn’t accept partial ownership of a home she’d contributed nothing to.
Long Aotian chuckled and pulled out her ID from his pocket. "I sneaked it out for you."
Her things were always kept in a small metal box, so it had been easy to find.
"Come on, the people behind us are waiting."
"And if you refuse, I won’t marry you."
"You wouldn’t dare!" The moment he threatened not to make her his wife, Hu Yuying immediately protested.
Long Aotian raised his hands in surrender. "I wouldn’t, I wouldn’t."
In the end, she signed the documents at his insistence.
With the deed notarized, the rest of the process went smoothly.
After paying the fees, Hu Yuying stared at her name on the property deed, her eyes welling up.
"You’re the lady of this house. I want you to have everything I do."
That afternoon, Long Aotian didn’t rush home with Hu Yuying.
Instead, he found a sweet potato vendor and bought her a roasted sweet potato.
They rode around aimlessly on his scooter as he poured his heart out to her.
With every word of affection, it felt like an invisible crack had opened in Hu Yuying’s heart, warmth flooding through it endlessly.
"I owe you an apology for what happened… and a thank you."
She understood exactly what he meant by that gratitude.
"A girl who likes you enough to cast aside her pride and dignity… I was furious at her, but I couldn’t bring myself to hate the love she gave you. I don’t even know what to do."
"For a girl to go that far for you…"
"Whether it’s pity, sympathy, or just friendship… what’s going to happen to her? She gave you the most precious thing she had, and now she’s all alone. How is she supposed to move on?"
Her voice was soft, laced with helplessness—she was too kind, too tenderhearted.
Long Aotian stopped the scooter and pulled her into an embrace, simply holding her close.
"If you’re still upset, hit me a few more times. Once you’ve vented, we’ll be okay again."
Hu Yuying huffed, pretending to be aloof. "I’m not that easy to appease!"
Unfazed, Long Aotian only held her tighter. "My lady of the house, take it all out on me. I don’t want you bottling it up."
The title "lady of the house" made her snort, though her eyes still held a trace of grievance. "You can’t bully me anymore."
"I’ll always put you first."
Sniffling, she let him pull her close. "L-let’s go home."
"Alright, home—our home."
"I still haven’t forgiven you, remember? I said I wouldn’t talk to you all afternoon. Starting now, don’t say a word to me. At least… at least wait until we’re home."
"Whatever you say."
Maybe it was just her mood, but the ride back felt much shorter than the way there.
Once home, Hu Yuying immediately retreated to her room to store the property deed in her box.
Then she stepped back out.
Faced with Long Aotian’s pleading gaze, she turned her head away with a haughty "hmph!"
Lin Wanning also let out a disdainful sniff, refusing to look at him.
Seeing the two of them like this, Li Qingxue followed suit, turning her nose up at Long Aotian.
"Alright, now I can talk to you," Hu Yuying finally said, taking a deep breath.
Li Qingxue shot Long Aotian a look. "Hmph! If it weren’t for Yuying, I wouldn’t say a word to you either."
Lin Wanning, however, gave him a faint smile before her gaze settled on Hu Yuying. Hesitantly, she reached out, as if to take her hand.
The next second, her hand was gently held. Hu Yuying simply smiled softly at Lin Wanning.
"Thank you, sister." Her voice was quiet, but utterly sincere...
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