Wen Jiao didn't drink alcohol; Shen Zhaoli had replaced her baijiu with flat Sprite, and though Wen Jiao tasted the sweetness in her mouth, watching her father Wen Yongwei's deeply emotional expression brought out a bitterness in reflection.
"Dad... don't cry, isn't my getting married a happy occasion?" Wen Jiao's voice choked up, she said, "Shen Zhaoli is really good, he treats me well."
Wen Yongwei nodded repeatedly, holding Wen Jiao's hand tighter, voice quivering and tremulous, "Daddy knows, daddy knows Shen Zhaoli is sincere with you, that's why daddy is so happy today. Jiaojiao, mutual affection is certainly good, but marrying someone who considers everything for you is also very good."
Wen Jiao's eyes felt warm, she held back her tears, and smiled, "Dad, don't worry, Shen Zhaoli and I will be happy, I'm not a child anymore, I won't do anything foolish."
Wen Yongwei's smile grew more genuine, but his reddening eyes made him look more heartbroken.
