Han Zhiyan looked at Shangguan Chen blankly with tearful eyes, and said softly at a loss, "But I didn't prepare a ring?"
Pei Wen on the side handed over another ring, stood next to Han Zhiyan, and whispered, "Young Mistress, Master Chen has already prepared it for you."
With slightly trembling hands, Han Zhiyan slowly took the ring and looked foolishly at Shangguan Chen, who was waiting for her quietly.
The expression on Shangguan Chen's face is as tender as water, like a fairy. Under the light of the light, it is breathtakingly beautiful.
Han Zhiyan looked at his dark and deep eyes, filled with slow tenderness, flowing in her heart like a warm ocean.
Warmth and peace of mind.
He lowered his head, grabbed Shangguan Chen's broad hand, and put on the ring for him.
As the ring slowly passed through every inch of her finger, Han Zhiyan held her breath, and her heart was filled with excitement and surprise.
Every moment she had with him in the past, her joys, sorrows, and joys, kept replaying in her mind, and all of them suddenly became the happiest things for her.
When the ring reached the end of his finger, Shangguan Chen suddenly gently held Han Zhiyan's little hand with his backhand. With a little force, Han Zhiyan staggered into his arms.
Han Zhiyan looked up at Shangguan Chen in a daze. As she blinked, tears of happiness fell silently, streaking every inch of her face, slowly moving.
Shangguan Chen looked at her silently and smiled. That smile seemed to be in a trance, but it made her feel endless warmth.
Han Zhiyan was so immersed in such emotion and surprise that before she could recover, Shangguan Chen's kiss suddenly fell overwhelmingly on her lips.
This kiss was tossing and turning, lingering.
With this kiss, the world seemed to stop for an instant, and my heart was filled with countless emotions.
This kiss even caused an overwhelming round of applause and exclamations from everyone present.
There were a lot of flashlights flashing around, making a constant "click-click" sound.
Han Zhiyan's tears that had stopped fell silently again.
Close your eyes and enjoy the kiss contentedly.
Time passes bit by bit.
Shangguan Chen gently let go of Han Zhiyan, held her hand with a smile, slowly walked around the piano and came to the curtain.
He pressed lightly, and the curtains slowly opened to both sides automatically.
Han Zhiyan's eyes widened. She saw many rose petals forming a big heart on it, and there were many sparkling and colorful lights surrounding it.
There are many life sketches in the center of the petals, and the one on the sketch is none other than a delicate woman.
There is her who is full of smiles, there is her who is silent and smiling, with various postures and looks.
That woman is Han Zhiyan.
The person who can depict such lifelike details that are close to life belongs to Shangguan Chen.
Han Zhiyan turned her head to look at Shangguan Chen in surprise, and saw that he was still looking at her with a faint smile, and his smile was as beautiful as ever.
When the people around him saw this scene, they burst into admiration again.
"So beautiful...so caring...so romantic..."
"Young Master Chen, you are really a good man. If I can marry such a man, this life will be enough."
"Yeah yeah……"
In the midst of this sigh, Shangguan Chen curled his lips, lowered his head and leaned into Han Zhiyan's ear and said, "Wife, I love you!"
Han Zhiyan looked at Shangguan Chen with tears in her eyes, raised her head and looked at his beautiful smile.
This sentence "I love you" is enough to make her have all kinds of unspeakable intersections.
It is full of sweetness, full of excitement, and full of satisfaction, which fills Han Zhiyan's heart.