Shen Qingya, seeing her persist in such obstinacy, became stern as well: "Shuhui, you've always been a woman of learning and manners. How have you become so harsh and critical now? The dean Zhuang and Miss Bei might have been discussing the wedding details while eating..."
"But if they were discussing the details of the wedding, why wasn't I included? I am the one who's going to be his bride!" Ning Shuhui said, aggrieved.
"What if, Dean Zhuang wanted to give you a surprise?" Shen Qingya sighed softly: "The most important thing between two people is trust. Once you enter into marriage, when love gradually turns into kinship, when passion fades and becomes the mundane life, what will you use to live together for a lifetime? That would be trust!"
Ning Shuhui still felt upset: "Qingya, he calls her Ranran..."
Such an intimate nickname, how could it not stir up a multitude of feelings!
Shen Qingya was taken aback, her gaze shifted to Bei Ran.
