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"You've come." George ran over with his hands behind his back, and upon seeing the fox under the tree, he smiled apologetically. "Sorry I'm late."
The fox pouted, her slender fingers poking George's chest. "Really? You invited me here and still showed up late?"
"Sorry, I had something to take care of," George replied with an embarrassed smile, instinctively rubbing the back of his head like a boy in love. It's not just women in love who can be foolish; men can be just as silly!
The fox pretended to be angry. "Something to take care of? Come on, you invite me out and have other things to do? Fine, I have things to do too. I'll leave first, so please wait for me here. I’ll be gone for just a couple of hours..."
As the fox pretended to walk away, George quickly grabbed her hand. The fox turned back, but George's other hand could no longer hide the bright red roses behind his back.
Seeing the bouquet of roses, the fox smirked mischievously and tapped George's forehead with her finger. "If you wanted to say something, you should have done it sooner. Why make me angry? You're such a... fool."
Realizing that his carefully prepared gift was exposed, George decided not to hide it any longer. He stepped back with one leg, knelt on one knee, and raised the bouquet of vibrant red roses. "Yuki Chiba, will you be my wife?"
The fox pressed her cheek against the flowers. Each rose was in full bloom, a deep red that seemed to bleed with color; he wondered what method had been used to keep them so fresh.
Noticing that she was ignoring him, George lifted his head to look at her and found her inhaling the fragrance of the flowers. He couldn't help but smile; she was just like him.
Since she seemed completely unaware of the situation, he decided not to force it. Ignoring any awkwardness, George stood up with a smile and offered the roses to her. "Do you like them?"
"Of course! These flowers are so beautiful! Hurry back and take care of them; they should last a while," the fox said as she twirled around with the bouquet in her arms, her smile radiant.
George couldn't help but laugh at the thought of taking care of flowers but quickly shook his head. "Let's not talk about that right now; you must have heard what I said."
"Yes, I heard," the fox admitted openly, yet her expression remained lightly amused, showing no sign of understanding the gravity of his words.
"Then you..." George felt a surge of frustration. Even if he was drawn to her, it hurt that she was ignoring his true feelings...
Suddenly, there was a muffled thud, and they were surrounded by bright red petals. The fox looked at the stunned George with a mischievous grin. "Do you want to know why I haven't answered you?"
"..." Although George wanted to speak, he found himself at a loss for words amidst the swirling crimson petals and the girl’s playful smile; this scene felt all too familiar...
The fox raised her hand again, ready to strike George. Instinctively, he reached out to block her, but halfway through, he found himself stopping involuntarily. The fox had changed from her earlier mischievous grin to a serious expression, tinged with a hint of anger, as the bouquet landed squarely on George's head once more.
"Because it was too fast! You idiot! You haven't even confessed your love to me, and you're already proposing!" she exclaimed. "How could I possibly agree? Even if... I..."
The last few words remained unspoken. Although she didn't harbor any dislike for George, her feelings were still quite normal, and she couldn't bring herself to say something like "I like you" to a man just yet.
However, it was precisely because those last words were left unsaid that George felt a sense of relief. This girl wasn't as skilled in matters of the heart as she seemed.
He had seen her handle various situations with ease before, but when it came to this topic, she appeared quite inexperienced. Yet that didn’t mean she lacked feelings for him; on the contrary, it was because she cared and valued him that she found it difficult to express herself.
George shook off the petals from his head and looked at the fox standing amidst the rain of roses. With a calm smile, he asked, "So, would you be willing to be my girlfriend?"
"You scoundrel!" The fox was almost brought to tears from frustration, her eyes reddening as she choked back her emotions. After several attempts to compose herself, she finally nodded slowly and whispered, "Yes."
George smiled as he pulled the fox into his embrace. It felt familiar yet strange, much like their acquaintance itself. The most unfamiliar sensation came from the softness against his chest; this girl truly embodied the essence of a princess!
Seeing them tightly wrapped in each other's arms, the Elephant General furrowed his brow slightly. "Do you think they will be discovered?"
Chen Rui also felt a bit worried. Although he had prepared some padding for the fox, she had stubbornly refused to wear it. In the end, he had forced her into it, but now it seemed there was hardly any difference whether she wore it or not.
After a long moment, they released each other and shared a smile. George teased, "Darling, you really need to take better care of yourself."
The fox tilted her head and asked with a laugh, "Why do you say that? My dad spoils me! I always have fish and meat!"
"The key is how much you actually eat," George replied with a sigh as he looked at her slender figure. Among women of similar height, she was quite thin. "Besides, some nutrients can't be replaced by fish and meat alone. I recommend you eat some fruits."
"What fruits?" After saying it, the fox realized she had asked a silly question and laughed awkwardly.
Her awkward laughter was interpreted by George as a good-natured smile, so he straightforwardly suggested, "For instance, I think you could use some papaya or something... fruity..."
"You rogue!" The fox laughed as she playfully hit George's waist with a bouquet, the sudden attack catching him off guard, causing bright red petals to dance between them once more.
...
After following the two in front for nearly an hour, White Wolf couldn't help but complain, "Boss! Do we really have to keep following them?"
Elephant General glanced lightly at Chen Rui beside him and scolded with a smile, "What are you talking about? We're already well-known and justified. Even if we're discovered, it doesn't matter as long as Chen Liaison Officer doesn't expose himself again."
"It’s like you think I would expose myself," Chen Rui replied sulkily.
"It's about your girlfriend. I only know your name; I don't know anything else," the fox said with a hint of grievance, casting a glance at George filled with defiance.
George was clearly taken aback by this statement, stopping in his tracks. His previously gentle gaze suddenly turned sharp as he looked at the fox's back.
Noticing George's unusual reaction, the fox halted and turned around. "What's wrong?"
In that instant when the fox turned, the sharpness in George's eyes softened again, filled with affection.
"Nothing... What were you saying just now?" George awkwardly smiled, hastily avoiding the previous topic.
The fox shrugged it off and continued walking alongside George. "If you don’t want to talk about it, that’s fine. It’s probably similar to my situation before."
"Huh? What was your situation like before?" George asked with interest. After all, while this girl didn’t understand him, he hadn’t truly gotten to know her either. This couple was indeed quite special.
The fox clasped her hands behind her back and stared at the ground as she slowly spoke, "Well, because my father was successful in his business, we often received various requests or pressures from people or organizations."
"Kidnapping?" George frowned, clearly surprised to learn that this girl had such a past. His surprise was mixed with deep concern.
The fox nodded slightly before shaking her head with a bitter smile. "I wouldn’t exactly call it kidnapping, but those people were really annoying. They knew they couldn't borrow money but still came anyway. After being rejected, they would hurl insults at me. I honestly don't understand why they saw me as a target—just because I'm a girl? Just because of my age?"
The fox's voice became choked again, and George cast a worried glance at her, but his curiosity held him back from acting.
"So, I will never share my personal information with anyone, no matter where I go. Even teachers and classmates will only know my name, while those who come looking for trouble time and again..." The fox squatted down, stopping in her tracks, her head slightly bowed forward, her hair falling down to cover her eyes.
George began to piece together the truth; could it be that this girl had committed a crime in Japan!?
"I severed the Father-Daughter Relationship. Although my name hasn't changed, I am no longer his legal heir, and I returned the small shares that were originally meant for me." The fox lifted her head, a tear glistening at the corner of her eye. The sunlight reflected through the tear into George's eyes, stirring an impulse to cry within him.
"Since then, no one has come looking for me, but..." The fox lowered her head again, her voice growing softer until he could barely hear it.
George slowly embraced the fox, his heart feeling as if it had been pricked by a needle; he had never expected such an outcome.
In his world and according to his rules, troublesome people should be dealt with directly to prevent future issues. However, he had never considered things from the perspective of that helpless girl.
She didn't want to hurt anyone, so she chose to hurt herself.
"You really are very gentle. But do you know how sad your father would be?" George said earnestly. Each word felt like a weight on his chest, and by the end, tears shimmered in his eyes.
"So, I don't want to... but what choice do I have?"
Indeed, from her perspective, the only way to resolve things completely was this one method—one she could manage on her own.
"I have my flight booked; I'm going back to Las Vegas!" The fox wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes and declared resolutely.
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