Gu Xiaoer, basked in the honeyed atmosphere of romance, had no spare brain cells to think anymore. All she could do was nod, incessantly nodding.
So, you see, a scheming man always has very clear goals in everything he does!
Candlelit dinners and all that are just appetizers. Dragging his bride-to-be home is this man's ultimate goal.
The man, having received the answer he was satisfied with, could finally relax, spinning in place while holding the girl in his arms.
The white dress on her seemed tailor-made, every inch a beautiful scenery he needed to carefully cherish.
The two of them, embraced in each other's arms, swayed gently to the soothing melody of a violin, performing a dance that belonged only to them.
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The following day in Mofeng City, regardless of whether it was on major television stations, magazine reports, or online headlines, it was all about one person's news.
