Xiyan looked at the little red book, suddenly overwhelmed with mixed emotions.
Although the wedding hasn't been held yet, making the relationship entirely official, holding this book at this moment, a sense of unprecedented stability washed over her.
She... she truly is Ou Jue's wife in the legal sense.
Aaah, why do her eyes inexplicably feel a bit warm?
"Doing this without my permission, you're simply tricking me into marriage."
"Is that so?" Ou Jue's gaze was intense, his voice low and slow, "Then let it be a lifelong trick."
Xiyan bit her lower lip, only feeling a sourness rising in her nose.
Ou Jue shifted the chair back a bit, stepped forward, and took out a ring from his pocket.
He raised his hand, taking out the ring necklace hanging around Xiyan's neck.
This was the ring Ou Jue gave to Xiyan last time when he proposed — Best.
And the ring he held now was a brand-new one.
