Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“What happened in the clinic?” Chu Yihan scooped a bowl of soup and carefully placed it in front of her.
Su Yingxue pouted. She didn’t want to discuss it and ruin her mood, but in front of Chu Yihan, she unconsciously relaxed. “The branch of Chengxi Medical Center received a patient with tuberculosis, but he passed away after just one dose of medicine. Now, his elderly mother is demanding compensation, and she won’t allow me to perform an autopsy. I suspect there’s something suspicious about this.”
Chu Yihan’s eyes grew cold. “Someone must be deliberately targeting you.”
“I share your suspicions, but without the ability to perform an autopsy at the moment, 1 can’t determine the cause of death. She possesses the medication residue and the clinic’s receipt. For now, 1 can only accommodate her and plan the next steps,” Su Yingxue kept this matter in her thoughts.
Chu Yihan affectionately pinched her cheek. “You’ve lost weight.”
His expression was icy, like a sculpted piece of ice.
He seemed dissatisfied with Su Yingxue losing weight.
Su Yingxue blushed at his intimate actions. She whispered as she ate, “Girls look better when they’re slimmer.”
“It doesn’t look good,” Chu Yihan stated seriously. “My little dumpling is round.”
Su Yingxue’s face turned crimson.
Could he not discuss this?
Who hasn’t gained weight at some point?
However, it would be strange if a man preferred a heavier woman.
Su Yingxue sipped her soup and secretly checked her waist and legs. Fortunately, they were still within her control, and she maintained a slender figure.
She completed her meal peacefully. The old steward from the prince’s mansion politely inquired, “Miss Su, are you satisfied? You’ve enjoyed the codfish tofu multiple times today. We’ll be sure to serve it to you again.”
“Thank you very much,” Su Yingxue said, touched by the courteous treatment in the prince’s mansion.
The old steward’s eyes crinkled as he smiled kindly. “You are the future mistress of the prince’s mansion. Naturally, we dare not neglect you.” “Future mistress?” Su Yingxue’s face was filled with question marks.
Before she could fully comprehend, the old steward had already left with a knowing smile.
Chu Yihan’s familiar presence enveloped her. He pressed his forehead against hers and asked in a magnetic tone, “Why? Don’t you want to? You’re going to be my future princess.”
Su Yingxue’s heart skipped a beat. This rapid thumping revealed her current state of confusion.
She had never imagined that in this lifetime, she would become his princess.
In her previous life, she had owed many people, including family and friends. She could wholeheartedly make amends and ensure their well-being in this life.
But Chu Yihan, with his immense power and influence, left her unsure of how to compensate him.
“Will you be my princess for the rest of your life?” Chu Yihan asked.
Seeing her silence, he leaned closer and whispered into her ear, exhaling warmth along with his passionate heart.
After returning to the Marquis’s Manor, Su Yingxue lay on her bed and replayed the scene where she agreed to Chu Yihan’s proposal.
The way his eyes lit up was a beautiful sight she had never witnessed in both of her lifetimes.
The title of being a princess was an unexpected twist for her.
She had never contemplated this possibility, but now, she needed to consider it.
Since she had decided to be with Chu Yihan, his enemies would now become her enemies.
Once Su Yingxue finished managing the account books, she delegated the responsibilities in the residence to Zhilan and instructed Old Madam Zhang to keep a watchful eye on them.
She hurried to Chengxi Medical Center.
The backyard was filled with noise as Lai San led his men to steady the old lady.
Manager Qi stood by, earnestly trying to persuade her, “Granny Sun, we understand that you’ve lost your son. I never said we wouldn’t help you resolve this matter.. What good does it do to keep causing disturbances?”