My life is brilliant.

My life has been wonderful.

My love is pure.

My love is pure and innocent.

I saw an angel.

I saw an angel.

I'm sure of that.

I'm convinced she's an angel.

......

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.

You are so beautiful, so captivating, so enchanting.

You're beautiful, it's true.

You are so beautiful, it's no exaggeration.

I saw your face in a crowded place,

I caught a glimpse of your face in the crowd.

And I don't know what to do,

But they were helpless.

'Cause I'll never be with you.

Because I can never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye.

She captured my gaze... (Song title: You're Beautiful)

Yin Han's beautiful voice entered Nan Sheng's ears. It was a very romantic and gentle song, but she felt it was deafening.

He had just said he would confess to her when he got back, and she really didn't expect him to choose Zurich, a romantic country.

Before Nan Sheng could recover from her surprise, she saw a familiar figure in the crowd, besides Yin Han.

Her parents appeared in the crowd! Those she loved and those who loved her were all there.

Yin Han's singing continued, his confession to her, before the whole world, on the shores of Lake Geneva, a synonym for love.

Nan Sheng, who always loved watching the sunset, had no time to pay attention to anything else. Even amidst the countless sounds around her, she and Yin Han only had eyes for each other.

Even though she knew he would confess to her, she was still excited and joyful when the moment actually arrived. Her heart, which only ever fluttered for Yin Han, was pounding wildly.

......

As the song ended, Yin Han put down the guitar he was holding, took the bouquet of flowers from Nan's mother—a combination of white and red roses, which he had personally wrapped (linked to Chapter 86 of the main text).

Holding the flowers, Yin Han slowly walked towards Nan Sheng.

"Nan Sheng, my dearest Sheng Bao, thank you so much for giving me this opportunity to confess my feelings."

Yin Han stopped two steps away from Nan Sheng.

His eyes were red-rimmed, his hands holding the flowers trembled slightly, and his voice was choked with emotion, but he managed to control himself.

"Yin Xiaohan, don't cry. My love for you is your greatest source of confidence. Just come to me, and I will rush to you with all my heart." In the year since they reconciled, Nan Sheng had become well aware of Yin Han's inferiority complex when facing her. Whenever she had the chance, she would prove with her actions that she would never change her mind once she realized she liked him.

Because she knew that no matter how enthusiastically she responded to him, her boy would rush towards her with even stronger emotions, and she never had to doubt his feelings for her.

Yin Han also gave Nan Sheng the greatest confidence.

This is a mutual affection, a two-way journey.

Sure enough, upon hearing Nan Sheng's words, Yin Han raised his head slightly, his voice a little nasal: "Sheng Bao, I never thought you would like me, so over the years, I have to be careful with my feelings for you. Every time I look at you, I have to deliberately hide them, but no matter how I try to conceal them, I still can't hide my feelings for you."

"When you said you liked me too, my heart undoubtedly exploded with the earth." As soon as these words left her lips, Yin Han chuckled, "I know what I'm saying now is a bit cheesy and exaggerated, but I still want to say that from the moment you brought me home, my heart and soul belonged to you, no matter what."

"After you said you wanted to give me a formal confession, I imagined countless scenarios, but none of them felt right. I always felt that no matter how grand or beautiful the confession was, it couldn't compare to even a fraction of the beauty of you."

The usually taciturn Yin Han suddenly spoke so much that Nan Lingtian was stunned: "Wife, is this guy usually like this in front of Sheng Bao?"

He wasn't this good at expressing himself when he confessed his love to his wife before.

"You just stay put and watch." Yang Silin was now immersed in the scene of their confession, witnessing her beloved daughter's happiness firsthand, which was undoubtedly a gratifying thing.

"They say that love should start with a formal confession and a bouquet of flowers, so here I am."

My white moonlight and cinnabar mole, from beginning to end, have only been you, Nan Sheng.

This was the first time Yin Han had spoken such a long sentence. Although he was very nervous and scared, he kept a close eye on the girl's expression, afraid that she might not like it.

"Everything I have now is a gift from you. It's no exaggeration to say that without Nan Sheng, there would be no Yin Han. From now on, I will also prove my love for you with my actions."

You once said, Nanxi Hansheng, that we were destined for each other, and now, I love you to the point of obsession.

Shengbao, would you let me stay by your side forever?

After speaking, Yin Han presented the flowers in his hand, and upon closer inspection, his hand was still trembling slightly.

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