Chen Cheng slightly shook his head, his hands resting on her shoulders, his tone ever more resolute:
"Wan Ning, you are wrong. Life isn't only memorable when it's full of grandiose waves; it's precisely these ordinary days of sincere companionship that are truly rare. You give me trust and love without reservation, this purity is incomparable to others."
"Just like that time in Qianzhou, when our path ahead was unclear, as long as you were by my side, I felt at peace. That kind of solidity can't be traded for with any amount of money or power."
Meng Wanning looked up, her tear-streaked face more beautiful than the chilly autumn wind.
Chen Cheng felt a heartache watching her, and reached out to wipe the tears from her face, "Moreover, we've formally paid respect with tea in front of your master and Mr. Jin, and although there wasn't a wedding, it's as if your master has agreed to you marrying me."
"If you want to go back on your word, I won't agree," he said with a smile.
