No? Can I read the mind of my mortal enemy?

Shi Qiao was led out of the car by Pei Jingnian. Immediately afterwards, an iron gate creaked and slowly descended, until it swallowed up the last glimmer of light in the garage.

She could still vaguely make out some things, but soon her eyes were lightly covered by a black cloth.

I kept a distance to avoid getting her makeup on.

"What are you doing?" Shi Qiao was still startled and subconsciously took two steps back, but bumped directly into Pei Jingnian's hard arms.

He gently bit Shi Qiao's earlobe; the heat she had created hadn't completely dissipated, and his heart was beating too fast.

But it seems... it has returned to its usual state.

"Wife, I'll lead you now." He gently kissed Shi Qiao's neck, supporting her waist with one hand and holding her fingers with the other.

Shi Qiao didn't know what Pei Jingnian was up to, but she still followed his pace and walked slowly forward.

She moved slowly, and Shi Qiao lost sight of him for a moment, unable to adjust. It seemed as if her high heels had stepped on Pei Jingnian several times in a row.

But Pei Jingnian didn't say a word, only telling her to take her time and not to rush.

Gradually, Shi Qiao also got the hang of the pace.

She walked across the wooden floor, the clatter of her high heels echoing somewhat hollowly, and she could smell the familiar scent of wood.

It was clearly indoors, and the heating was on just the right temperature, so even though she was only wearing a strapless dress, she didn't feel cold at all.

Immediately afterwards, a noticeable weight settled on my shoulder; judging by the feel, it was a coat.

A warm, large hand gently cupped her, making sure the coat properly covered her bare neck.

Shi Qiao tilted her head slightly. "Are we... going out?"

Pei Jingnian hummed in agreement.

The sound of the door being pushed open brought a rush of cold air from outside.

As she stepped over the soft meadow, Shi Qiao seemed to catch a whiff of the sweet fragrance of roses.

flower?

That's not right.

Isn't she allergic to pollen?

Could it be some kind of fragrance?

Another door was pushed open, and Shi Qiao entered a slightly warmer place, but it was still a bit cold compared to the heated indoor space.

Pei Jingnian suddenly released her. "Wife, I'm going to take off my blindfold now. Close your eyes."

Shi Qiao pursed her lips. "What are you doing? Why are you being so mysterious?"

A soft laugh reached her ears, and Shi Qiao's ears softened.

"You'll find out soon."

Shi Qiao reluctantly said "Oh," and obediently closed her eyes. "Okay."

"real?"

Shi Qiao snorted coldly, "I'm not like some people who always go back on their word."

Pei Jingnian reached out and gently removed the black cloth covering his eyes.

"Honey, stand still and count to ten."

Shi Qiao nodded, and even covered her eyes with her hand to prove that she hadn't peeked.

"nineteen……"

Pei Jingnian read slowly and in a low voice, with a slight echo.

As you count down, you can hear a soft rustling sound pressing against your ears.

"Three, two..."

"one."

Shi Qiao slowly opened her eyes.

When he saw everything clearly, he blinked twice in disbelief.

Inside an ice-blue glass house, she saw roses everywhere, their petals layered upon each other, slowly unfolding.

The buds and the fully bloomed flowers are clustered together, arranged in a staggered pattern, varying in height and shade, creating a rich sense of layering.

The well-tuned indoor lights shone on the petals, giving them a beautiful sheen. I don't know how they did it, but they sparkled like gemstones.

What a beautiful rose garden.

wrong.

I happened to come closer and gently lifted one up; its firm texture and heavy weight settled in my palm.

To be precise, this is a rose garden made of sugar products.

The glass house maintains the right temperature and humidity to keep the sugar sculpture in its best condition.

Shi Qiao's eyes immediately filled with starlight. She gently touched the heart of a rose with her finger and smelled it. The sweet fragrance unique to candy products mixed with the elegant scent of natural wild roses went straight into her mouth.

"Do you like it, wife?" Pei Jingnian's voice rang out again.

"I love it, I love it so much!" Shi Qiao turned her head, "Pei Jingnian, can I eat this...?"

She choked on her words again.

Pei Jingnian held a bouquet of roses made of sugar, but it was obvious that this bouquet was much lighter in color, only a pale pink.

The flower buds are made thin and translucent, like exquisite glass products.

"These placed on the ground are not allowed, but this bunch is."

Pei Jingnian stepped forward and handed the bouquet to Shi Qiao, even thoughtfully pulling out a small decorative branch and bringing it to her lips.

The leaf is held in the mouth by a skillful hand, and the sugar slices are made thin enough to almost melt in the mouth.

It also thoughtfully incorporates the scent of roses.

She excitedly accepted the remaining bouquet, and all the anger she had felt along the way vanished instantly.

It turns out I had prepared such a big surprise for her.

If you're not careful, you might be betrayed by your own true feelings.

That's why I acted like a robot the whole way.

Shi Qiao suddenly felt a little guilty.

She judged a gentleman by her own petty standards.

She nervously bit the tip of a branch. "Pei Jingnian, I'm sorry... I misunderstood you just now."

She took a flower and offered it to Pei Jingnian.

"But next time, if you're going to surprise me, you don't have to keep it so secret. Even if you tell me in advance that you've prepared these things for me, I'll be really happy!"

She then noticed that a kraft paper envelope was pinned to the back of the bouquet wrapping paper.

The words "To my darling wife" were written on it in neat and crisp regular script.

I copied her and stamped a... extremely ugly flying little witch with a wax seal.

Shi Qiao's lips twitched.

For a moment, it was hard to tell who the Flying Little Witch's number one fan was.

Pei Jingnian gently pinched the corner of the envelope. "This is a reply to my wife."

Shi Qiao looked away, her face flushed. "You...you've already read the letter I wrote to you?"

Pei Jingnian smiled, "Well, not yet."

Shi Qiao: ?

"Then what kind of reply is this?" Shi Qiao muttered, but still obediently took the envelope.

Pei Jingnian smiled and said, "I always feel like I'm the only one who has letters to read, and it makes me feel really bad."

"So send a reply, that way we can both read it."

He bent down to be at the same level as Shi Qiao, "I also have a selfish reason, I want to watch it with my wife."

"I want my wife to see my first reaction when I read the letter, and I also want to see her first reaction."

The sudden closeness of her features made Shi Qiao inexplicably shy.

She held the sugar rose bouquet up slightly to cover the lower half of her face. "I know, how childish."

She quickly changed the subject, "But where exactly is this?"

"Did you rent a space to make these sugar sculptures?"

Pei Jingnian shook his head, reached out and gently grasped her wrist, then bent down and gently bit off a rose petal.

"It wasn't rented, it was bought."

Shi Qiao was taken aback. "No matter how rich we are, we can't just buy something for a one-time pleasure, can we?"

"Pei Jingnian, save where you should and spend where you should."

Realizing she sounded a bit preachy, she quickly waved her hand, "Oh, but I didn't mean it was bad! I really like it, it's just..."

"It's not a one-time thing," Pei Jingnian said, lowering his eyes. "It's our future home."

Shi Qiao nearly dropped the bouquet in her hands. "What...did you say?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand was lifted, and Pei Jingnian knelt on one knee on the lawn. He looked up, his dark eyes clear and bright, reflecting her astonishment.

Rough fingertips caressed her empty ring finger joint.