"Does it feel like a pie fell from the sky?" He Jingyao raised an eyebrow.
Zhixi couldn't help but laugh through her tears, "Yes. I'm thinking, how could such an outstanding man be my husband, there must be some mistake somewhere."
"So, you don't have to worry." He laughed softly and whispered in her ear, "You will eventually fall in love with me, no matter how many times you forget me."
Zhixi felt her nose tingle.
She held his hand, interlocking her fingers with his, and said with utmost sincerity, "Yes, I will eventually fall in love with you."
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After dinner, the family sat on the sofa to digest their food, watching TV in the meantime.
The months-long election campaign was set to conclude tonight.
In previous polls, Ning Ruixin had already taken a commanding lead, and her series of impressive performances had overshadowed her competitors.
