"Listen to me on this matter. From tomorrow on, I will start preparing for the wedding. You don't need to worry about anything. I'll take care of all those trivial tasks. You can just focus on being a beautiful bride," Ye Shiqing gently placed Qiao Qiao's hand near his lips and printed a soft kiss, speaking with deep affection: "I just want to give you a wedding."
Qiao Qiao felt her face flush and heart race under Ye Shiqing's gaze. She nodded and replied, "Then I'll listen to you. The wedding is about both of us, I need to be involved too."
As they stared at each other, both feeling the moment, just as they were about to kiss, Luo Juan's little one popped up: "Uncle Ye, so embarrassing!"
Ye Shiqing held his forehead. No wonder Luo Juan would throw these two little troublemakers at him; they were real mischiefs.
