Jiang Nanshu stood still.
Lu Qingyan took one step at a time toward her, "Nannan, we've known each other for ten years, been married for nine, yet the truly happy days amount to only three. When we got married, even I found it absurd—no proposal, no ring. You and I just quietly took our marriage booklet and got married in secret, keeping it from them for a long time."
A smile touched his eyes, "So now, I want our happiness to be known to the whole world. Our love doesn't stop here. I want to take care of you for three more years and three more after that. I want to be by your side through every season. My love for you remains as fervent as ever, and it won't change until I die. Jiang Nanshu, will you marry me?"
He knelt on one knee, offering flowers with a ring placed upon them.
Petals fluttered down.
Yang Jiashu, along with Xu Xi at his side, egged on, "Say yes, say yes."
Xu Xi elbowed him, "Keep it down."
