Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 252: Chapter 252: Has Your Love for Me Faded?_1
Xiao Lang discerned her thoughts and gently smiled, “Yufei, I don’t care about your past. No matter what it was, I only want your Future. Marry me, agree to be my fiancé.”

Jian Yufei lowered her gaze, resting her head on his shoulder, but did not agree. Xiao Lang did not say anything more; he’d voiced his thoughts, and as long as she understood, it was fine.

He would give her time, patiently waiting for her to nod in agreement.

That night, Xiao Lang did not allow her to go back. He asked her to sleep in his bedroom while he went to the study, planning to make do for the night.

In the Night Emperor Entertainment Club.

Yan Yue had already finished a bottle of red wine, clutching a second bottle, about to drink it when Xu Man timely snatched the bottle away, preventing her from drinking more.

“Yueyue, you shouldn’t drink anymore. Big brother Ruan will be here soon, you can tell him whatever you need to, he will stand up for you.”

Yan Yue curled her lips into a scornful smile; her soft body lay on the bar counter, her face buried in her arms and her curly hair cascading onto the counter.

Ruan Tianling pushed the door and entered the private room. Seeing him, Xu Man showed an expression of relief as if seeing a savior.

“Big brother Ruan, I have no idea why Yueyue has been drinking non-stop. Please check on her. I think something’s upsetting her.”

Ruan Tianling walked over to Yan Yue and lifted her upper body, “Yueyue, what’s wrong?”

Yan Yue lifted her head, her cheeks reddened from the alcohol. Her watery eyes were blurred, while her curling lashes fluttered like butterflies ready to fly.

“Ling, you’re here.” She shyly smiled at him, her arm around his waist, her face buried in his chest.

“Why are you drinking?” The man gently caressed her head, asking her softly.

Yan Yue giggled, “Just felt like drinking.”

She belched—it seemed she was quite drunk.

Ruan Tianling could discern the loneliness and sorrow in her tone, “What happened? Just tell me, don’t keep it all to yourself.”

Yan Yue held him even tighter, the scent of his unique aroma suffusing her senses. Her heart ached. Ling, I love you so much. Why can’t you love me like you used to?

“Don’t want to tell me?” Ruan Tianling gently asked once more.

Yan Yue lifted her head, her eyes sorrowfully gazing at him, “Ling, do you still love me?”

The man lowered his gaze slightly, his eyes shimmering, his lips curving into a tender smile. “What a silly question. Of course, I still love you.”

“But why do I lately not feel loved by you?”

If you love me, why is it that ever since I returned, except for kissing, you never touch me?

Why is it that only for a few days when I was just back, I could feel your dominance and possessiveness, but not later?

The way you are now, I don’t understand. I feel as though I could lose you at any moment. I always believed you’d always be mine, but now I’m scared. I don’t have that confidence anymore.

Ling, has your love for me faded? Or are you just loving me out of habit?

Ruan Tianling’s eyes darkened a little. He didn’t explain anything, but simply lifted her up and walked towards the exit with steady strides.

Yan Yue wrapped her arms around his neck, her heart beating wildly. She stared fervently at his perfect side profile, her heart filled with joy.

Ling, tonight, are you finally going to cherish me wholly?

Indeed, Ruan Tianling had this plan – Yan Yue was the woman he loved most.