River and Clouds

Before she met Jian Shichu, Ye Qingci had always been a jinx. After meeting Jian Shichu, the heavens seriously told her there was no such thing as most jinxed, only more jinxed!

She had hardly agreed to Jian Shichu's request to bear him a child, a spitting image of him, and begged to be spared further trouble.

The gentleman just raised an eyebrow, "You're thinking too much! One child is not enough. You need to give birth to at least a whole soccer team!"

Ye Qingci: ...Jian Shichu, why don't you go marry a sow!

Rumors had it that the devastatingly beautiful and rich Seventh Master Jian had no interest in women. It was later that Ye Qingci found out he was just not interested in any woman but her.

Domineering Marriage: Addicted to Pampering Wife

To him, giving sometimes brought more happiness than receiving!


More than half an hour later, the hot-air balloon ascended to its highest point and stopped climbing.


Mountains and rivers, cities and trees all seemed to shrink into children's building blocks, reduced manyfold in size, Ye Qingci watched in amazement, unable to take her eyes off the view.


Suddenly, Jian Shichu, who had been standing shoulder to shoulder with her, turned around, standing opposite her, grasped her left hand, and slowly got down on one knee, looked up at her earnestly, "Miss Ye Qingci, may I ask if you would marry me and become my wife?"


A diamond ring was held by his other hand, slowly lifting it to her face.


The clear sunlight dusted a faint golden shimmer on his cheeks, an impeccably handsome visage that seemed to glow softly. His eyes were pitch black and focused. Under such an intense gaze, Ye Qingci felt as if her breathing might stop.


Chapter 177 Will You Marry Me?_1