Ye Wanwan lowered his head and thought for a while, then asked him, "In case you don't think of me again, won't you regret marrying me?"
Jian Zhipei stared at her deeply, "I will fall in love with the people I have loved in the future. How can I regret it?"
He felt that after meeting Ye Wanwan, his inner emotions were filled with emotions, letting him know the joy of perceiving beautiful things and emotions, letting him know that his heart would speed up and his blood would become crazy.
There was an unfathomable beauty in Ye Wanwan's clear and smart eyes, which gave him hope and made him yearn for it.
Her charming and healing smile is the best medicine in the world, because she is teaching him to love, perceive and embrace everything in this world.
If there is no antidote for Qiao Dong's medicine, then love is the best antidote.
Ye Wanwan thought of Mrs. Jian again, and she was a little worried and said, "Will your grandma accept me? If she doesn't accept me, if we do this, she will be hurt."
"What my grandma hopes most is my happiness. If marrying you is the beginning of my happiness, she will definitely agree." Jian Zhipei is very sure of this. His grandma's love for him is generous and tolerant.
Ye Wanwan's hand was held tightly by him, and his eyes were looking at his bride today with a smile. She was beautiful and charming. This was the wife he wanted.
"What are you looking at!" Ye Wanwan blushed at the sight of him, his eyes were too hot.
"Look at you." Jian Zhipei continued to stare.
As if he was afraid that if he didn't keep an eye on her, she would run away.
"After the wedding, I want you to tell me about our relationship. I want to know everything about us." Jian Zhipei said in a low voice. Those amnesia memories are too precious to him.
"Are you sure? You were not friendly to me at first!" Ye Wanwan raised her eyebrows slightly.
"Then have you forgiven me?" Jian Zhipei asked with a smile.
Ye Wanwan showed a row of white teeth and smiled a little shyly, "I have forgiven you a long time ago!"
Jian Zhipei's breathing was stagnant. He looked up at the scenery outside the window. He couldn't help but squinted at her lips and said, "You didn't put on lipstick?"
"Paint it!"
"I think it's too bland."
"What should I do? I didn't bring any lipstick." Ye Wanwan couldn't help but be a little anxious. She also hoped that she could have a perfect makeup.
"It doesn't matter, I'll save you."
"Eh? You brought it?" Ye Wanwan was surprised. It was a bit strange for a grown man to wear lipstick!
However, the man grabbed the back of her head and pressed her into his arms. He lowered his head and applied lipstick to her with his lips.
"Well..." Ye Wanwan's face turned red.
Not only can the lipstick be refilled by him, but the blush can also be dyed by him.
He still has so many excuses to take advantage. Well, even though he has lost his memory, he is still the same person and has not changed at all.
Qiao Xuemei was waiting for her mother in a cafe near the hospital. After a while, Mrs. Qiao hurried over with her assistant. While tidying up her skirt, she got in the car and left.
"Mom..." Qiao Xuemei threw herself into her mother's arms as soon as she got in the car, tears streaming down her face.
"Don't cry, you can't wear out your makeup yet, you will still be the bride soon." Mother Qiao couldn't help but use paper to wipe away her tears, and said with a firm look, "No one can steal your wedding."
