Hearing Lu Xiao's words, Su Tang felt the nervousness in her heart ease considerably.
She hadn't moved; it was his hand that trembled with nerves.
However, Su Tang didn't call him out on it, deciding it was best to let him save some face.
Lu Xiao could feel Su Tang smiling, and he grew even more nervous.
Finally, the red flower was securely pinned in her jet-black hair. The contrast of red against black was breathtakingly beautiful.
Lu Xiao let out a sigh of relief. He gazed at his lavishly dressed wife, his eyes filled with undisguised amazement and satisfaction.
His Adam's apple bobbed. His voice wasn't loud, but it landed with exceptional clarity in everyone's ears, and landed heavily on Su Tang's heart.
"Tangtang, everything I owed you in the past, I'll make it all up to you today."
The words were simple and unadorned, yet they held more power than any flowery vow.
Just then, Mr. Lu, who had been standing to the side, seemed to have made a firm decision.
