Chapter 468: The Floral Language of Cornflower Is Meeting Happiness
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Less than two days later, Wen Xinya and Si Yiyan boarded a helicopter to Nan Tong. Si Yiyan had been frequenting Italy and Russia because of his discussions with the government. Meanwhile, she had also been involved in the management of Lanxin Cosmetics as well as the shop front. Thus, it was their first vacation in two years.
Si Yiyan again brought Wen Xinya to the alley in Nan Tong which was aged and seemed to be secluded from the rest of the world, leaving nothing except a quiet and tranquil hut.
Wen Xinya’s lips curled into a smile at the thought of the first time that Si Yiyan brought her there. It was the exact same place where he had captured her heart and made her lower her guard around him.
Wan Niang was dressed in a light purple Qipao dress and a maroon cardigan, coupled with some pearl jewelry. She looked ravis.h.i.+ng and gorgeous as if she had transcended through time.
Wen Xinya found Wan Niang to be perfectly elegant and cla.s.sy, like her Aunt Zhou.
“Aunt Wan, we haven’t met in two years but you’re still as graceful and elegant as before,” said Wen Xinya, who felt great about the cla.s.sy and refined woman. Although they had only met once, lots of her clothes were from Wan Niang and she would talk to her over the phone occasionally. The two of them were considered to be friends.
Wan Niang stared at Wen Xinya and smiled at her sincerely. “It’s been two years and you’ve grown taller and prettier. Seems like I have to alter the clothes that I had made for you.” She then glanced at Si Yiyan before looking at Wen Xinya again. “Ninth Young Master has really great taste. I could tell that you’d grow into a ravis.h.i.+ng beauty. He won your heart so soon.”
Wen Xinya turned red, surprised to see that Wan Niang had an amusing side too. “I’m the one who has a great taste to be in love with such a G.o.dly man. Of course I’d have to do all I can to win his heart.”
Wan Niang could not help but burst into laughter.
Si Yiyan stared at the girl beside him who was shy and slightly embarra.s.sed. He said softly, “You’re making it sound like such a tough feat.”
Wen Xinya hurriedly shunned and scurried towards Wan Niang’s side. She grabbed her arm and grinned widely like a flower.
Wan Niang grinned and remembered clearly that there was a romantic tension between them. However, she could also tell that Wen Xinya was slightly wary and cautious against Si Yiyan.
She thought to herself, Two years have pa.s.sed and she’s become much prettier. Her smile is so beautiful and she’s full of sincerity. Ninth Young Master should probably be leading a more blissful life than his father now that he has fallen in love with such a girl.
Si Yiyan brought Wen Xinya to the room that Wan Niang had prepared for her.
There was a blue wedding gown on the s.p.a.cious bed that looked like it came straight out of a fairytale. It was as blue as the ocean and as elegant as the most beautiful cornflower in the world.
“It’s beautiful!” Wen Xinya exclaimed in shock. It was a woman’s dream to own beautiful dresses, and Wen Xinya was no exception.
Si Yiyan smiled and said, “Put it on and see if it fits.”
About a little more than ten minutes later, Wen Xinya exited slowly in the stunning dress which looked much more posh and elegant on her. It was an off-shoulder dress that was wrapped tightly around her well-endowed dress. It had a bandeau neckline and a cinch waist which showed off her a.s.sets and accentuated her curves. The belt around her waist was embellished with beautiful gems that glistened under the light, forming a cornflower shape. The inner lining draped downwards and creased to form a blue and beautiful fold. Realistic-looking cornflowers were there too, embroidered on the dress. It was as if flowers had blossomed by the lake.
“Beautiful!” Si Yiyan remarked as he walked towards her and held her hand. He then stared at her in awe.
“What’s beautiful? Me or the dress?” Wen Xinya asked teasingly.
“The dress is beautiful, but not as beautiful as the person wearing it,” Si Yiyan said in a hoa.r.s.e voice. He could not take his eyes off the gorgeous Wen Xinya at all.
Wen Xinya began laughing softly.
“Wen Xinya, the floral language of cornflower is meeting happiness,” Si Yiyan said in a low, raspy voice. He then whispered into her ear, “Have you met your happiness yet?”
Wen Xinya looked at him and said, “Aren’t you my happiness?”
Meeting Si Yiyan was akin to meeting her happiness. Si Yiyan had completely changed her destiny and given her the happiness she yearned for in this lifetime.
“I’m your only happiness,” Si Yiyan said with a smile which was as gentle and delicate as a feather. He leaned forward and kissed her on her forehead.
Wen Xinya stared at the look of affection on Si Yiyan’s face from his reflection in the mirror. Her heart melted instantly.
“Do you know what a kiss on the forehead means?” Si Yiyan asked with tender affection in his eyes.
“What does it mean?” Wen Xinya asked softly, though she knew exactly what the common gesture meant. She merely wanted to hear it from him.
Si Yiyan looked at her and said softly, “It means I want to pamper you, shower you with love and protect you!”
Wen Xinya grinned widely and leaped into his embrace.
He would never tell her straight that he loved her. However, he could always come up with more affectionate actions. It was his version of sweet nothings.
Si Yiyan hugged her for a while before pulling her away gently. He then slid his hands down her shoulder and held her hand tenderly before leading her to the dressing table.
Wen Xinya was suddenly reminded of the scenario of him grooming her two years ago. Two years later, it seemed to have already become a habit. However, she would still find it romantic and sweet.