"Nuan Nuan, Nuan Nuan..."
A deep, enchanting voice echoed in her ears, causing Wen Nuan to involuntarily open her eyes, only to see a pair of eyes filled with affection above her.
"Third Brother..."
She involuntarily called out, feeling as if the voice came from deep within her heart.
This person was the only light in her life over the past decade, and the only desire she had since her heart first awakened to love.
So many moments made her feel as though she were dreaming.
If it truly were a dream, then today would undoubtedly be the most beautiful and radiant of them all.
At the Fu's annual gala in S City, where all elite families gathered, the only person she longed for declared with deep affection that she was the woman he loved most, his fiancée, and the future mistress of Fu's.
If this were a dream, Wen Nuan would rather stay asleep forever and never wake up.
Upon hearing the little woman's tearful call, Fu Mingyu did not punish her as he usually would.
