Just as he was turning to leave, the doorbell rang again. This happened several more times. Huang Xiaojue had almost stormed downstairs to confront the culprit when the noise finally ceased.
With the interruption, any romantic mood was dispelled. Her face flushed crimson as she lowered her head. "Xiaojue, it's late. Be careful on your way back."
Huang Xiaojue gently embraced her, whispering, "Xixi, we must get married as soon as possible after the New Year. I can't wait any longer..."
Her face burned, and she nodded.
He was overjoyed, his expression incredibly tender. "Xixi, did you agree? Did you accept my proposal?"
Her voice grew even quieter. "But I haven't even seen a ring..."
"There is, there is, there definitely is one! I prepared the ring a long time ago. It's just that things happened so suddenly today, I forgot to bring it. Don't worry, I'll bring it tomorrow..."
Her heartbeat quickened. Why was he in such a hurry?
