"Hey, Wei Lai, when are you going to propose to Qinghuan?" Jiang Ning bumped Wei Lai's shoulder, looking at him with a suggestive smile.
Wei Lai's gaze remained gently fixed on Liu Qinghuan.
Hearing Jiang Ning's words, Wei Lai replied softly, "Soon, if nothing unexpected happens."
Jiang Ning teased Wei Lai with a playful grin, "I'm waiting for you guys."
Wei Lai: "Just wait for it."
Jiang Ning hummed twice, a look of blessing upon Wei Lai and Liu Qinghuan observable on his face.
Not far away, Liu Qinghuan looked on with envy at Xu Ru'an and Lu Yuan.
Watching them vow under the priest's gaze, their eyes were full of each other.
The priest's voice rang out above, echoing through the chapel with a sacred resonance: "Mr. Lu Yuan, do you take Ms. Xu Ru'an before you to be your wife, in both poverty and wealth, in sickness and in health, never to forsake her?"
Lu Yuan looked sincerely and devoutly at Xu Ru'an before him: "I do."
That "I do" was powerful and resounding.
