The stylist was an old acquaintance of Ouyang Hao, and Ouyang Hao didn’t plan to hide anything from him. He grinned, "You have sharp eyes."
"Seeing you so buoyant lately, I knew something was up."
Ouyang Hao just smiled and said nothing. With a "snap," he opened a velvet box, his gaze falling on the diamond ring inside.
This diamond ring was custom-made months ago. At that time, he hadn’t recognized his own feelings yet, but he had silently noted the size of Lin Yixun’s middle finger and had this ring made.
Thinking back now, he realized that he had already chosen Lin Yixun back then, he just didn’t want to admit it to himself. A smile inadvertently curved at the corners of Ouyang Hao’s lips. He wondered how Lin Yixun would react when she saw this diamond ring?
During dinner, Lin Yixun didn’t eat anything. The attending nurse saw her troubled face and thought she was worried about her mother’s health. She comforted her, saying, "Xiao Xun, your mother will get better. You shouldn’t worry too much. Eat more; otherwise, how will your body handle it?"
"Auntie, I can’t eat." Lin Yixun shook her head and told the nurse, "Auntie, you’ve been working hard these past few days. I need to go out later and might not come back tonight. Please take care of my mother."
"Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of your mother. You just go ahead."
Shortly after, Old He called, "Miss Lin, I’ve arrived. I parked the car by the roadside at the hospital’s main entrance. Turn right when you exit, and you’ll see it."
Lin Yixun’s gaze darkened slightly, and she took a deep look at her still-unconscious mother, responding quietly, "Okay, I’m coming down now."
The car eventually drove into a villa in the suburbs. The villa was built against a mountain, in a tranquil setting. Lin Yixun got out of the car, looked up at the standalone western-style house in front of her, and smiled mockingly.
Rich people are just rich; no matter where they go, they have properties. Unlike her and her mother, who could only squeeze into an old fifty-square-meter house, struggling to survive.
Old He led Lin Yixun all the way into the villa’s lobby and told her, "Miss Lin, Mr. Ouyang said you’ll be living here from now on."
Just then, a middle-aged woman in her fifties walked over and greeted Lin Yixun with a smile, "Hello, Miss Lin!"
"This is Sister Yi. She will be responsible for your daily life. If you have any questions, you can ask her." Old He briefly introduced the woman and then said to her, "Sister Yi, I’ll leave it to you. I have to go."
"Old He, you can rest assured and leave. I’ll handle everything here."
After Old He left, Sister Yi smiled at Lin Yixun, "Miss Lin, have you had dinner? If not, I can cook for you right now."
Lin Yixun shook her head, "I’ve already eaten, I’m not hungry."
"Well then... should I take you upstairs to have a look? It’s your first time here, you might not be familiar with the place."
"No need." Lin Yixun interrupted her and asked in a low voice, "Where’s my room?"
"It seems Miss Lin is tired. Alright, I’ll take you upstairs to rest."
Lin Yixun followed Sister Yi upstairs and was finally led into a spacious bedroom. From the size, layout, and color scheme, she could easily tell that this was the master bedroom, and also... Leng Yixiu’s room.
Lin Yixun’s fingers hidden under her sleeves trembled slightly, but she forced herself to suppress all unease and fear.
Lin Yixun, since you’ve made this decision, you should have anticipated reaching this point.