"Besides, he's already in his thirties this year, and I'm a full ten years younger than him. He won't be able to outplay me. With Nini backing me up... he should be the one sweet-talking me."
And another thing, he only has one leg now, so it's quite something that she doesn't mind him.
Mu Xuemei watched the faint rosy glow appear on her daughter's little face— this is the happy glow of a woman nourished by love, something she hadn't seen on her daughter's face in years.
Maybe this is love. Clearly, there are millions of people in the world, but the happiness she desires can only be given by that one person.
Mu Xuemei sighed, compromised, and hugged Nini with one arm and Li Qianrui with the other, "Qian Rui, if you want to get married, then do it. Your dad and I are just like before. If you believe it's right, then go ahead. We will always support you from behind."
...
The next day, Zhou Jin took Li Qianrui to a bridal shop to choose a wedding dress.
