No matter the circumstances, she would never let Ye Zhiwen lose face.
This time, even if her choice turned out to be wrong again, Zhong Jianping would not regret it.
She helped Ye Zhiwen up and solemnly accepted her lover's proposal.
In that moment, the room erupted in rounds of applause.
Li Changlin looked at them, an earnest smile spreading across his face.
"Thank you, thank you, Ah Ping!"
Ye Zhiwen was overcome with emotion, pulling Zhong Jianping into his arms as if she were the most precious treasure, unwilling to let go for a second.
"You fool, everyone's watching us. It's getting late now. Let's get going—head to the wedding venue first, and then the civil registry in the afternoon." Zhong Jianping gently pushed Ye Zhiwen away, smiling tearfully.
"Alright, okay. Whatever you say, it's all up to you."
Ye Zhiwen scratched his head and grinned foolishly, nodding repeatedly.
Li Changlin said with relief, "Alright then, let's go."
