Chapter 45: Do You Want to Marry Him?

Seeing his helpless expression, Yang Bingyu pouted her lips and said nothing more. She understood Ye Xuan’s helplessness, but she didn’t know what was wrong with herself. Whenever it came to Ye Xuan and Lin Aoxue, her emotions would spiral slightly out of control.

However, an outsider always sees things more clearly. Yang Zhennan, who had watched Yang Bingyu grow up, saw right through her. His granddaughter had fallen for Ye Xuan. Having reached this conclusion, Yang Zhennan began making plans for Yang Bingyu in his head. Given Ye Xuan’s status, if Yang Bingyu could marry him, it would be absolutely beneficial with no drawbacks. But he didn’t know what Ye Xuan thought of Bingyu. Judging by his attitude, he didn’t seem to harbor any romantic feelings for her.

"Grandpa? Grandpa?"

Lost in thought, Yang Zhennan took a long time to snap back to reality. Ye Xuan, who had just been sitting beside Yang Bingyu, was nowhere to be seen.

"What’s wrong? Where’s Ye Xuan? Where did he go?" Yang Zhennan asked, frowning slightly. He had only been pondering for a moment, so how had the male lead of his thoughts suddenly vanished?

"Ye Xuan said he was going to the hospital to check on White Snake, so he left first. Grandpa, what were you thinking about just now? You were so spaced out that you didn’t hear me calling you several times," Yang Bingyu asked, looking at Elder Yang suspiciously.

Since she had asked, Yang Zhennan decided to confirm Yang Bingyu’s true feelings. He pulled her over to sit down aside and asked amiably, "Bingyu, what do you think of Ye Xuan?"

Yang Bingyu froze for a moment upon hearing the question. She didn’t know why her grandfather was asking this, but after a moment of thought, she answered, "Ye Xuan is quite nice. He has a powerful background, he’s handsome, incredibly capable, good to me, and acts with a great sense of propriety."

These were Yang Bingyu’s true thoughts. In her heart, Ye Xuan was a reliable and considerate man.

Hearing this answer, Yang Zhennan nodded in satisfaction. "Since you think so highly of him, how about Grandpa marries you off to him?"

His words made Yang Bingyu, who had just taken a sip of water, choke. She coughed for a long time before she could catch her breath. "Grandpa, are you trying to scare me to death? How can you spout nonsense like that? How long have Ye Xuan and I even known each other, and you want to marry me off to him?" Yang Bingyu said, patting her chest with furrowed brows.

But despite what she said, her cheeks were actually growing slightly hot. Marrying Ye Xuan? Was that really possible?

Yang Zhennan took in all her reactions. His granddaughter had likely truly fallen in love. "When Ye Xuan married Lin Aoxue, they hadn’t known each other for long either. Bingyu, tell Grandpa the truth. Do you like Ye Xuan?"

He spoke with a tone of certainty. In truth, Elder Yang had seen through everything early on; he was simply waiting for Yang Bingyu to nod and admit it herself. As long as Yang Bingyu admitted she liked Ye Xuan, Elder Yang would definitely find a way to get them together. In his eyes, his precious granddaughter was in no way inferior to Lin Aoxue. Since Ye Xuan had agreed to marry Lin Aoxue back then, he would surely be willing to marry Yang Bingyu.

Yang Bingyu was dumbfounded by the question again. Her mind was echoing with Elder Yang’s question, "Do you like Ye Xuan?" Did she like Ye Xuan? Did she not? She probably did. Looking at the conflicted Yang Bingyu, Elder Yang didn’t rush her; he simply waited quietly for an answer. In fact, Yang Bingyu had already made up her mind; she just needed someone to give her a final push.

"Yeah, I like him." After deliberating for a long time, Yang Bingyu finally chose to face her true feelings. She nodded and openly admitted her affection for Ye Xuan.

During this period, she and Ye Xuan had spent almost every waking moment together, seeing each other day in and day out. Ye Xuan was considerate, knew how to take care of others, took responsibility, and was deeply loyal. Who wouldn’t like such a good man? Only a fool like Lin Aoxue would push away such an excellent man.

"Good! As long as you like him, Grandpa will definitely find a way to make him yours." With Yang Bingyu’s words, Elder Yang’s mind was set. He slapped the table and spoke with great joy.

Yang Bingyu couldn’t help but blush at his words. Lowering her eyelids, she said shyly, "Grandpa, you don’t need to worry about this kind of emotional matter for me. I’ll handle it myself."

Elder Yang shook his head upon hearing this. How could he not understand his own granddaughter? Despite her seemingly domineering and fiery personality, she would instantly lose her footing when it came to matters of the heart. If she knew the first thing about dating, his great-grandson would already be running around by now.

"It’ll be a miracle if you handle it well. If I hadn’t asked you today, who knows how long it would have taken you to admit you like Ye Xuan? Grandpa will take charge of this matter for you. You just focus on being the most beautiful bride in the world." Elder Yang didn’t give Yang Bingyu a chance to refuse. Making the final decision, he declared that he would personally handle the affair between her and Ye Xuan.

At the thought of marrying Ye Xuan, the tips of Yang Bingyu’s ears turned red. Even when she returned to Yunju Mountain Villa that night, her cheeks still held a faint pink hue.

"Bingyu, what’s wrong? Do you have a cold? Why is your face so red?" Ye Xuan asked, confused as he looked at Yang Bingyu’s flushed cheeks. He even pressed his palm against her forehead to check her temperature.

Yang Bingyu instantly panicked and took a step back, wanting to put some distance between them. However, her legs tangled at that moment, and she stumbled, nearly falling to the ground.

"Careful!" Without a second thought, Ye Xuan grabbed her and pulled her into his arms. Through the thin fabric of her clothes, Yang Bingyu could clearly feel the heat radiating from Ye Xuan’s body. Her heart hammered like a drum, and she felt as if her brain was being deprived of oxygen.

"So... so hot. Why is the weather so hot? I can barely breathe." The flustered Yang Bingyu pushed Ye Xuan away, frantically fanning herself with both hands as she made up an excuse.

But she had forgotten that Yunju Mountain Villa had a unique geographical location—it was warm in the winter and cool in the summer. Even if the sun was scorching outside, one wouldn’t feel a trace of heat inside. At night, there was even a slight chill in the air.

Ye Xuan naturally didn’t buy such a lame excuse. He pulled her back over and placed his large hand on her forehead once again.

"Hot? Can’t breathe? Bingyu, did you get heatstroke?" Being dense when it came to matters of the heart, he hadn’t the slightest clue how intimate their current position was. Yang Bingyu’s face grew even redder. She was so nervous that her palms were sweating and she couldn’t even speak properly.