An Ning, wearing a wedding dress designed by an internationally renowned designer, followed her father step by step towards Yu Jingchen.
An Jiancheng placed his daughter into the hands of Yu Jingchen, his face, etched with the marks of time, revealed too much reluctance, and a sense of guilt towards his daughter. "I am handing over my daughter to you, hoping you will treat her well. I haven't been a very qualified father, and I have let my daughter suffer a lot. In truth, I am not even qualified to ask you anything, but I still must ask you to treat her well and never betray her. My daughter is a good person, and she deserves the best treatment."
Yu Jingchen took An Ning's hand, held it tightly in his palm, and said to his father-in-law. "Rest assured, what you owe her, I will make up for it together. However, I also have one request for you, you must treat my wife well... otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."
Of course, these words were not heard by outsiders.
