A Prodigal Son's Return Is Worth More Than Gold

A Prodigal Son's Return Is Worth More Than Gold

Ling'er had been feeling regretful, but when she heard Wang Yue's words, she grew a little nervous. The deep resentment in his tone left the innocent girl at a loss. Afraid that Wang Yue would be upset, she hurried to coax him, saying, "Of course I like you, Brother A Yue, but Brother Xiaoyao..."

When Ling'er brought up Li Xiaoyao again, Wang Yue felt a little frustrated. Taking advantage of the fact that she already felt she'd wronged him, he suddenly asked, "Ling'er, will you marry me?"

Ling'er had been anxiously watching Wang Yue's expression, afraid that her Brother A Yue would get angry. But when he suddenly said that, she froze. She felt as if she'd misheard him, and her little face immediately flushed. She asked nervously, "Brother A Yue, what did you just say? Am I dreaming?"

Wang Yue's mouth twitched. He couldn't tell whether Ling'er was turning him down politely, had genuinely failed to hear him, or was simply too delighted to know what to do. Whatever the case, he had to win her over while he had the chance. Otherwise, Granny might change her mind at any moment.

With that in mind, Wang Yue looked at Ling'er earnestly. His voice was incredibly gentle as he asked, word by word, "Ling'er, will you marry me?"

In truth, Zhao Ling'er had only been afraid that she was dreaming. She thought that both Brother A Yue and Brother Xiaoyao were great heroes, and that countless girls must like them. She would have been willing to marry either of them. She was only afraid that she couldn't do anything right and wasn't good enough for either brother.

So when Wang Yue proposed, Zhao Ling'er couldn't quite believe her ears. Once she