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"You heartless woman! I poured my heart out to you, set aside my pride to keep you, and in the end, you walked away without a glance!"
He glared at me, his cheeks flushed with anger.
"Now, here I am, shamelessly chasing after you. The house I bought is still under renovation. If you don't agree to let me stay here, I'll just sleep at your doorstep."
I looked at him, a mix of amusement and exasperation on my face. "What are you doing? Are you really trying to act like a rogue?"
"I don't care! You're the one who wronged me. After all this time, I finally like someone; how could I let go so easily?"
He sat there, looking as if he had no intention of leaving.
Seeing him like this, I worried that if we continued to be at an impasse, it wouldn't be good for either of us.
"Alright, alright, I agree."
His eyes lit up, but he still maintained a serious expression.
"You’re just tricking me, trying to coax me back."
"No, I’m serious. Come over and have some tea!"
Only then did he slowly get up from his chair.
I sat by the stone table in the courtyard and poured him some tea.
"Okay, stop being angry and drink your tea!"
He took the cup from me, and the anger on his face had already faded away.
"You said it; then I'll be staying here tonight."
I nodded helplessly.
From that moment on, Yuan Kai and I ended up living together in the same courtyard in a rather muddled way.
We didn’t have a clear relationship, but we grew increasingly warm and close.
Yuan Kai appeared slender but was gentle and considerate; he always prioritized my needs in everything he did or said.
In daily life, he took care of everything himself, showing none of the typical male attitude of putting himself first.
He used paying the rent as an excuse to take over chores like washing and cooking.
Watching him bustle about every day made me realize he truly was capable of both social grace and domestic skills—completely devoid of the notion that a gentleman should keep his distance from the kitchen.
I once asked him, and he said that taking care of someone he liked made him very happy, regardless of what others thought. Being with Inner Delight meant caring for her and being considerate, rather than using the guise of a gentleman to order her around.
Every day, we shared meals, took walks afterward, read books, practiced calligraphy, and sometimes even painted together. Our tastes might have differed, but our time together was warm and created a harmonious balance.
With his company, I gradually became more cheerful, much like when I was with my Foster Parents, shedding my insecurities. Each day spent with him was filled with laughter.
One day, when I returned from running errands, I found he had prepared a feast of dishes and pastries.
“What’s the occasion today?” I asked him in surprise.
“Did you forget? Today is your birthday.”
I looked at him, all dressed up and holding a box that must contain a gift for me. My heart warmed, but there was also a pang of sadness. Ever since leaving my Foster Parents, no one had remembered my birthday—not even Qiu Qinrui.
In those years together, he only ever belittled me.
“You really are illiterate; you don’t understand anything!”
“Look at you; what can you do?”
“You’re just a country bumpkin; don’t touch my orchids!”
“Do you even know how to read? You mispronounced that character.”
Countless instances of belittlement had made me increasingly insecure. Yet now, looking at Yuan Kai before me, I suddenly felt this was what it truly meant to like someone.
“What’s wrong? Are you not happy?” Yuan Kai asked me, puzzled.
“No, I’m very happy.”
I accepted his gift, feeling warmth spread through me.
“I told you, as long as I’m here, I will celebrate every birthday with you from now on.”
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