“Director Huang, what do you want to say to Ms. Qi? Say it, quick!” whispered Xu Xiyan from beside him.
“I… Q-Qi… Liya… I… I…”
Huang Guoqiang was going nowhere with his seemingly endless stammering. Beside him, Xu Xiyan and Xiao Ke felt like they were about to die of suspense.
Xu Xiyan watched with increasing amusement as Huang Guoqiang stuttered and blushed. Who could have guessed that the famous director, so awe-inspiring with his confident, no-nonsense attitude on the set, would be gaping like a goldfish now?
“What are you trying to say, Director Huang?”
Qi Liya’s grief faded into the background as she turned her attention towards the man before her. She was puzzled: what was Huang Guoqiang trying to do? Why had he suddenly brought her roses?
Huang Guoqiang felt that the love confession he had asked his screenwriter to write for him was too artificial and insincere. He could not bring himself to recite it.
He struggled for a long time before finally blurting out, “Little Qi, I’m an unsophisticated man, I don’t know how to express myself with fancy, pretty words. This bouquet is for you, I want to tell you I… I-I… I love you. I want you to marry me!”
Qi Liya: “…”
She was caught entirely off guard. She had not expected Huang Guoqiang to suddenly confess his love for her.
Why was he proposing to her now, right after her surgery? She had just had her womb removed. Had he been kicked in the head by a donkey?
A wave of bitterness passed through Qi Liya’s heart. She shook her head and said with a pained expression, “I’m sorry, Director Huang. You know of my… condition… I… I can no longer…. Doesn’t it bother you?”
Huang Guoqiang understood her concern: she could not accept his feelings for her because she felt that she was no longer a complete woman. She no longer had a womb, and would never be able to have children of her own.
He was determined to set her mind at ease. “I know. I know what you lost, but it doesn’t matter. Your health is the only thing that matters. It doesn’t bother me at all, Little Qi. In fact, I feel like you should be the one turning your nose up at me. I had a failed marriage, a long time ago. I’m divorced, I have a 17-year-old son. I’ve been in love with you for a very long time, but I was too afraid to confess my feelings for you. I knew you would never be attracted to a middle-aged divorcee like me.”
He strongly felt that he wasn’t worthy of her, that he would be the one weighing her down in their relationship.
If it hadn’t been for Jing Xi, who had seized the opportunity to try to bring them together, he would have kept his feelings to himself for the rest of his life.
Qi Liya listened to him confess his love for her. She was so tou
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