After the excitement, Madam Melody's face, which exudes an elegant demeanor, showed an incredibly sincere expression. From the bottom of her heart, she said, "Mr. Gong, you and Ming are a perfect match, the most compatible lovers I have ever seen!"
Gong Yeyan slightly loosened his hold on his little wife, but still kept her within his embrace, his long arms resting on her slender waist with an intimate and possessive gesture.
He looked seriously at Madam Melody and corrected, "No, husband and wife."
They have been officially married, legally.
This was his insistence.
Madam Melody couldn't help but laugh. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have found it hard to imagine that this young Chinese man, who was cold in demeanor and powerful in ability, would one day quibble over a title.
Doesn't caring about even such minor details signify that his feelings are passionate and genuine?
