It was so beautiful.
The ring was beautiful, and so was his wife.
In his heart, she was like a diamond, sparkling and translucent.
Fan Yu took her hand, lowered his head slightly, and planted a kiss on her hand.
"Hold my hand, and grow old together."
"..."
Qiao yuanfei felt that he was extremely narcissistic just a second ago when he stared at the ring, but in the next second, she was completely moved by his words.
She threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly, refusing to let go.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have not believed you... I should have been more confident, I should have believed you..."
Qiao yuanfei choked on her words.
She was just anxious to express her thoughts.
Fan Yu held her face with both hands and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
The gentle kiss was filled with tenderness and doting.
The corners of his lips curled up slightly.
"In my heart, you are unique."