Qiao Wanwan's voice was soft and sweet, like little claws gently scratching Zhan Jingting's heart.

"What's wrong?" Zhan Jingting's voice softened involuntarily.

"I'm so happy today." Qiao Wanwan's face was flushed, and her clear eyes were slightly dreamy, as if she were half-drunk and half-awake. "Really, I haven't been this happy in a long time."

"It's my fault." The man gently stroked her face with his long, slender hand. "I made you sad, Wanwan, I'm sorry..."

“That’s not your fault, it’s a test from God.” Qiao Wanwan said firmly. “When I felt like giving up, that’s what I thought. I told myself countless times that I couldn’t give up. As long as Jingting and the child came back, the test would be over, and then no one could separate our family.”

Qiao Wanwan looked into his unfathomable eyes, "Jingting, look, we passed the test, didn't we?"

Zhan Jingting didn't answer her, but said in a deep voice, "Wanwan, I'm sorry..."

Qiao Wanwan's will was completely overwhelmed by drunkenness. She slowly closed her eyes and mumbled, "Why should I say sorry? You didn't do anything to wrong me... I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep..."

Zhan Jingting bent down and hugged the sleeping Qiao Wanwan, repeating the same words, "Wanwan, I'm sorry..."

......

When Qiao Wanwan woke up, it was already noon the next day.

She never expected that she would get drunk last night because she was so happy.

Zhan Jingting wasn't in bed, so Qiao Wanwan didn't go to him right away. She went to the bathroom to take a shower first.

When she came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, she saw the maid standing at the door.

"You scared me... What are you doing here? Where's Master Zhan?"

"Madam, Master Zhan would like you to have something to eat first."

The table was laden with all sorts of delicious food.

Qiao Wanwan was indeed hungry, and without bothering to change her clothes, she went to eat something first.

After she put down her chopsticks, the maid spoke again, "Madam, please change your clothes."

“You two are acting very strangely today.” Qiao Wanwan looked at the two maids suspiciously. “I never need anyone to help me change my clothes.”

"Madam, this is what Master Zhan instructed. Here are the clothes; please change into them."

Qiao Wanwan turned her head and saw a flowing white dress hanging on the clothes rack.

Since it was Zhan Jingting who gave the instructions, she didn't make things difficult for the two maids and went straight to change into the white dress.

The dress must have been custom-made for her; every part fit perfectly.

The simple yet sophisticated design makes her look noble and graceful.

To match the dress, Qiao Wanwan put on makeup and tidied her hair before going out with the maid.

He didn't know what Zhan Jingting was up to, but he didn't ask any further questions.

The maid led her to a church.

Qiao Wanwan has never been here before.

"I never knew there was such a beautiful church here."

"Madam, please come in. Master Zhan is waiting for you inside."

Qiao Wanwan pushed open the door and went inside.

In the solemn and sacred church, only Zhan Jingting stood at the end, waiting for her.

Qiao Wanwan suddenly had a premonition of something, but she was also a little incredulous.

Qiao Wanwan composed herself and walked towards him step by step.

Zhan Jingting's attire today was no different from usual; a well-tailored black suit made him appear even more noble.

Qiao Wanwan quickly sensed something was wrong, and immediately quickened her pace to run forward. She touched his hair and widened her eyes, "It's not a wig... why has it turned black!"

Zhan Jingting smiled. "Dyed."

Qiao Wanwan was immediately filled with disappointment.

She almost thought his hair had turned completely white again!

"Wanwan, don't be disappointed." Zhan Jingting took her hand. "Today is our wedding, you should be happy."

Qiao Wanwan suddenly looked up at him, "A wedding?"

"right."

Qiao Wanwan couldn't quite describe her feelings; she was happy, but something felt off.

"Zhan Jingting, how can you be so perfunctory?" she asked bluntly. "How can a wedding be so hasty, with no family or friends around?"

“Because this is a wedding that belongs only to the two of us.” Zhan Jingting looked at her tenderly, his deep voice resounding, “I, Zhan Jingting, am willing to marry Qiao Wanwan. For the rest of my life, I will love her, care for her, and be loyal to her. Even if death separates us, I will never stop loving her. As long as Qiao Wanwan is willing, I want to be her lover for all eternity.”

Qiao Wanwan was already in tears. "What's wrong with you? Why did you have to make me cry like that..."

Zhan Jingting smiled as he wiped away her tears, "Mrs. Zhan, this is a wedding, be serious."

"Seeing how serious you are, I won't hold it against you." Qiao Wanwan tried hard to hold back her tears, gazed deeply at his face, and solemnly said, "I, Qiao Wanwan, am willing to marry Zhan Jingting. For the rest of my life, I will love him, take care of him, and be loyal to him. Death cannot separate us, because my love will never stop. Whether Zhan Jingting is willing or not, I will be his lover for all eternity."

Zhan Jingting smiled, but tears welled up in his eyes and fell onto their clasped hands.

"Madam Zhan, you are very domineering."

"I learned it from you." Qiao Wanwan pouted. "Just tell me if you're willing or not."

"It tastes sweet as honey."

The next second, Qiao Wanwan's lips were kissed by the man.

The two embraced tightly, and Qiao Wanwan could feel their tears mingling and flowing into their mouths.

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