"I'm sorry, Nuannuan, I swear this is the last time I lie to you. The surgery success rate is not just forty percent; Dr. Mike said my recovery is going well. With the most advanced medical equipment and a top-notch medical team, the failure rate is less than a few percent. After my body recovers, I will fulfill my promise. I want to hold the grandest wedding, I will announce to the world that you are my wife, Wen Nuan, and you belong to me alone. I won't let your wedding proceed without a groom, and I won't let any woman make you feel uncertain about our marriage."
**
On the plane, Leng Yan tossed the magazine aside, closed his eyes, and what appeared before him was Wen Nuan's charming face.
Smiling, crying, sorrowful, happy...
Her every expression, every small action, all appeared before his eyes.
Opening his eyes, he glanced down at his shoes, a happy smile playing on his lips.
Nuannuan, I'm here to take you back, to make you my most beautiful bride!
