The girls had a little gathering.

Today, Shang Xinglu was absent-minded, and the others had some complaints in their hearts, thinking she was busy with work again. They couldn’t help but gossip in their minds about Yin Yao, the little “green tea” girl, who was always “seducing” their silly Lu Lu.

After some time, Shang Xinglu put down her phone with a snap and said something like this.

The girls were left speechless…

It was clear that Mr. Lin was hesitating to bring up remarriage, probably giving time for this idiot to think it through.

This idiot, too, was quite something—she slapped her head and said this out loud.

The others expressed deep sympathy for the CEO.

Shi Rui said, “Isn’t this simple? Just drop a hint to your Mr. Lin, and he’ll definitely propose right away.”

Xue Shaoying nodded in agreement, “Yes, I bet he’s been carrying the ring around for ages, just waiting for the right moment.”

Shang Xinglu held her face, her expression pale.

She said, “No… no… Mr. Lin really hasn’t mentioned it to me at all… could it be…”

Jiang Lexuan kicked her away.

“How annoying can you be? I’m still thinking about the red envelopes, and here you are talking about getting married twice and collecting two sets of red envelopes. Are you two trying to squeeze money out of everyone?!”

Shang Xinglu rubbed her butt, looking incredulously at them.

“Is our relationship really measured by red envelopes?”

Jiang Lexuan laughed and said, “Since that’s the case, I’m not giving you any red envelopes then.”

Shang Xinglu immediately responded, “Oh, no, that won’t do, red envelopes are essential. After all, our sisterhood is held together by money and face.”

The girls were all ready to jump up and give her a good beating.

They could beat her to death!

After messing around for a while, Shang Xinglu finally got to the main point: “By the way, how did your husbands propose? Maybe I can use it as a reference.”

When they announced their engagements in the past, they hadn’t really discussed how their proposals went…

Maybe they had discussed it, but she had forgotten, what with the car accident and the amnesia that wiped out every memory.

Xue Shaoying raised an eyebrow, “Are you really planning to propose to Lin Heng?”

Shang Xinglu patted her chest, “Of course! One proposal each, fair and square!”

Xue Shaoying had never understood Shang Xinglu’s thought process. She wasn’t dumb—after all, she had heard about Shang Xinglu’s remarkable performance in high school exams, and she certainly didn’t seem like someone with low IQ—but she wasn’t exactly wise either, often doing silly things at crucial moments.

Well, let her do whatever she wanted…

“My husband’s proposal was quite boring. Candlelit dinner, flowers, a ring… You could say it’s classic, or you could say it’s unimaginative,” Xue Shaoying complained. “He doesn’t have much of an artistic side, so he can’t come up with anything exciting.”

Shi Rui said, “My guy is even worse. He proposed in a busy city square in public. Is that proposing, or pressuring me? I had to pretend to be surprised, but I’d already spotted the ring in his pocket!”

At this point, Jiang Lexuan snorted coldly, her implied message: What are you even doing?! Step aside!

“First of all, I’m not bragging. Mine’s the most epic—have you ever heard of the Times Square big screen proposal?” Jiang Lexuan said. “I was in red at the time, and knowing there were cameras around, I bit my tongue and didn’t curse him out, holding back tears, feeling deeply moved. And to make things worse, someone filmed it and posted it on Weibo. My silly husband even bought trending searches, and I was trending for more than a week! I was embarrassed out of my mind!!!”

The girls excitedly discussed their super high acting skills at their proposal scenes, sharing the true thoughts they had at that moment.

Actually, they were just joking around. After all, they were all married women now. They ended up complaining more than sweet-talking. But in reality, none of them truly despised their husbands.

However, at this moment, Shang Xinglu had lost her ability to think clearly.

The more she thought about it, the worse it felt.

As they mocked the proposal methods, Shang Xinglu’s heart sank.

…These are all ideas I’ve thought of!

After all, she was a woman who would quickly search something up when she didn’t understand it!

But all the proposal methods they complained about were things she had seen on Bilibili…

At that moment, Shang Xinglu’s mind went blank.

Ah… proposing is so hard…

She thought for a long time. On the way home, she had seen a video of a pet delivering the ring to its owner, and she thought to herself…

I have pets, too!

Not only do I have dogs, but I also have a penguin!

Quite fancy, right?

Shang Xinglu returned home, holding onto a “let’s give it a try” attitude. She placed an ordinary ring on Wangcai’s toy and ordered, “Good boy, Wangcai, bring it over!”

The dog, which had grown as big as a pig, stared at her with big watery eyes, huffed and puffed, and kept breathing heavily.

Then it suddenly growled…

Shang Xinglu was startled: “Shut up!!! Don’t bite! Stop it! Don’t swallow it, or you’ll die!”

A fierce battle ensued between the woman and the dog. After three rounds, Shang Xinglu managed to retrieve the toy and ring from Wangcai’s mouth, saving it from a potential trip to the pet hospital…

Shang Xinglu disdainfully picked up the slobber-covered ring.

Though, since she had spent so much time with Wangcai, she was no longer terrified of the little thing. Well, actually, it wasn’t that she was scared… oh wait, no, she was allergic to it.

Shang Xinglu thought for a moment. If she overcame all the difficulties with Wangcai’s low intelligence and successfully trained him to propose…

Lin Heng probably wouldn’t think she was proposing. He would just give her a cold look, cross his arms, and ask, “Are you provoking me?”

Just imagining it made Shang Xinglu shudder and collapse to the ground.

Too, too terrifying.

Provoking Lin Heng was no joke—she’d pay for that with her life!

Shang Xinglu was so overwhelmed by thoughts of proposing that her mind became dizzy. Over the next few days, she started feeling completely off.

Lin Heng naturally noticed.

Someone didn’t talk much every day, so he secretly observed her.

Someone often hid away to call her girlfriends and conspire about something.

One day, he accidentally saw her phone screen, and she reacted with intense alarm. There was even a night when she refused to sleep together, choosing instead to hide in a small room doing who knows what…

Lin Heng knew Shang Xinglu very well.

Normally, based on the small clues left behind by her unusual behavior, he would have already figured out exactly what she was up to.

However, the timing now was different.

Shang Xinglu had just recalled memories from the past.

Before she remembered, she had asked him about their relationship when they got married. Lin Heng had hesitated to give her an honest answer, which spoke volumes about his attitude.

Looking back, their marriage had far more unhappy times than joyful ones. And even during the happy, sweet moments, they could never compare to how things were now…

In truth, Lin Heng didn’t mind whether she remembered or not.

Louise was still Louise—losing her memories hadn’t changed her. And he had always loved her.

If anything, precisely because of the unhappiness in the past, a part of Lin Heng secretly wished she wouldn’t remember everything.

Of course, if she did remember, that was fine too.

The foundation of their relationship was already strong.

But now, Louise’s behavior had started to become strange again.

Lin Heng’s expression darkened slightly. He felt that something was definitely going on.

Neither of them confronted the issue directly. Meanwhile, Shang Xinglu was secretly researching how a woman should propose to a man, only to find herself growing more and more confused. Lin Heng, on the other hand, quietly observed her odd behavior and pondered his own chances of avoiding a precarious situation.

Lin Heng was usually calm and rational, but when it came to Shang Xinglu, all self-restraint vanished.

He thought things over for a long time.

And in the end, he reached a conclusion—although there was a chance he might get caught in an endless loop again, it was time to strike first.

That evening, both of them returned home early.

Instead of going to one of the high-end restaurants that Assistant Yuan had booked—places where all the wealthy people in the city went for dates—they chose to eat at home.

The chef was so moved he nearly cried. Finally, his skills would be put to proper use instead of just cooking meals for the staff!

Dinner was a quiet affair.

The house in Shanhai View had been built before Shang Xinglu met Lin Heng, but the land had been purchased with their marriage in mind.

So the house was extravagant and spacious—so much so that, with just the two of them sitting in the formal dining room, it felt almost empty.

Especially since both of them were caught up in their own thoughts. If they didn’t speak, they looked like a pair of distant, plastic-like spouses.

Lin Heng ate in silence. He chewed, chewed, swallowed.

His movements were minimal, and his words even fewer, but his mind was racing.

Shang Xinglu, on the other hand, was sighing one moment, making up her mind the next, and then immediately backing out…

She was just eating, yet her expressions were impossible to hide. It was highly amusing.

Honestly, on a normal day, watching her face alone would be enough to whet his appetite.

But tonight, Lin Heng found himself just as restless as she was.

Inside Shang Xinglu’s head, there was a whirlwind of emotions—an internal monologue that could fill eight hundred omitted words. It felt like a roller coaster ride.

If she had to pluck petals to decide whether to say it or not, an entire hundred-acre flower field would be left barren!

In the end, she decided not to say it.

At home, the atmosphere wasn’t quite right…

Besides, today was just an ordinary day. She had been overthinking things but hadn’t actually prepared anything yet.

Shang Xinglu sighed, finally setting down her chopsticks. Forget it—she’d try again tomorrow.

She looked up suddenly, and her eyes locked with Lin Heng’s gaze.

His features were as elegant as distant mountains, and his eyes—just like always—seemed to pierce through her every thought and feeling…

Shang Xinglu’s breath hitched.

And then—

“Lin Heng, let’s remarry. Do you still want to marry me?”

The words tumbled out before she could stop them.

She immediately shut her mouth.

Oh my god!

She had only meant to rehearse it in her head. She had rehearsed it so many times over the past few days—so how did she just blurt it out like that???

This felt even worse than proposing on a Times Square billboard!

How could she say it so casually?! This was as nonchalant as asking, “Should I study at Qinghua or Beida?”

After all my careful thinking, was this really how I ended up saying it?!

Sure enough, Lin Heng sighed.

The sigh was very, very soft.

Shang Xinglu frowned. Of course, President Lin must be speechless…

I want to kill myself!!!

She felt utterly defeated.

But at that moment, Lin Heng reached into the inner pocket of his suit jacket and pulled out a small, black velvet box.

With a soft click, he opened it.

Inside, their old wedding rings shimmered brilliantly.

Lin Heng sighed again.

He said, “How could I let you do something like this?”

“Louise, will you marry me again?” he asked sincerely.