Wen Fucheng's wife?
Ying Jing.
"Seriously?" Lu Yuan couldn't believe Wen Fucheng got married, at their age most men still weren't satisfied with playing around.
Besides, a few years back he seemed disinterested in everything.
The change is quite surprising now.
"You don't look like someone who would get married so early."
Really!
Lu Yuan wasn't the first to say that to Wen Fucheng.
"I've always been waiting for her, the question of whether I wanted to marry early never existed; I was just waiting for her nod."
"Why her?"
Ying Jing's beauty was too stunning and flamboyant, her personality overly lively.
It's somewhat mismatched with Wen Fucheng's maturity and steadiness.
Considering the age, not overtly obvious, but there's a certain gap; surprisingly, Wen Fucheng also likes young girls.
This man accepts having a chirpy, sparrow-like wife around?
"To me, it can only be her."
"It's a bit hard to imagine your dynamic."
"Being with her is when I'm truly living."
