"Why so enthusiastic?"
Qiao Yaoran held her buttocks with both hands, afraid she might fall off him and land on her butt hard.
Su Tian first kissed his forehead, then his left cheek, right cheek, following with his lips, and finally his nose.
Qiao Yaoran looked confused.
"I heard everything just now."
Qiao Yaoran looked at her, not understanding.
"Your conversation with Zhan Ci."
To avoid making the other person think she was out of breath, she quickly followed up with: "It was a call from Zhan Xue'er, she should be nearby, just that you didn't know. I heard all your conversations. Originally, I was angry, and felt quite jealous, but now not anymore, because I know, uncle, that in your heart, there's only me."
Qiao Yaoran wasn't surprised; after all, it was indeed something Zhan Xue'er could do.
"Tiantian, in my heart, you will always be my wife."
Su Tian nodded.
"I will never let you down."
Su Tian still nodded.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
