When they first met, you were like a song in the cold south, healing me night after night as I lingered in hell.
Seven-year-old Nan Sheng found Yin Han in a cold alley corner and extended her...
Nan Lingtian felt terrible seeing his daughter being taken advantage of by a pig. You see, it took his wife seven times in one night to get him to agree to Yin Han's marriage proposal. It was hard-won.
"Luckily it's Xiaohan. If it were any other man, you'd probably be crying somewhere right now," Yang Silin said, looking at Nan Lingtian.
"What are you saying! I only recognize Yin Han as my son-in-law in this life. Do any other man deserve him?"
"Right, right? You yourself acknowledge Xiaohan from the bottom of your heart and think he's incredibly outstanding. So from now on, don't act like a father-in-law in front of Xiaohan, understand?"
"Okay, honey."
Two minutes later. Yin Han slowly released Nan Sheng, holding her in one arm like a child. Looking at her red nose and red eyes, his heart ached. Even though he knew she was crying tears of joy, he couldn't help but feel sorry for her.
"Wife, don't cry. How about we kiss slowly when we get home? I'm going to propose to you now." Yin Han's tone and attitude when speaking to Nan Sheng were completely different from how he spoke to others, as if he had a split personality.
Because the two were talking very close, the people around them only knew that they were talking, but they didn't know what they were saying.
"Okay, propose to me and I'll say yes right away." Nan Sheng sniffed, looking at the excessively handsome man in front of her with mesmerized eyes.
Yin Han smiled upon hearing this, put the person down, and instead of immediately kneeling on one knee, led the person into the alley.
P.S.: Here I am! Today was still a big cleaning day, and then I discussed some New Year's matters with my family tonight, so I'm late. There should be another chapter later (if I don't fall asleep while writing).