This scene is absolutely dreamlike.

It fulfills almost all of a girl's fantasies about love.

The smile on Jiang Yilai's face never disappeared all night.

They chatted casually.

Fu Nanxiao can talk about interesting things in the business world, but his erudition goes beyond that. He can also talk about history, art, and law.

During her neglected upbringing, Jiang Yilai read many, many books.

Those books accompanied her for most of her life, and now they have become the source of her confidence when she talks to Fu Nanxiao.

When they exchanged opinions and smiled at each other, there was a tacit understanding, as if their souls had merged.

Jiang Yilai never doubted her love for Fu Nanxiao.

But this moment is exceptionally different.

They've never talked this much before.

These memories caused her immense pain for several years afterward, yet also filled her with immense happiness.

After finishing her meal, Jiang Yilai was still not satisfied.

She looked around reluctantly: "Are we leaving?"

Fu Nanxiao smiled faintly and remained silent.

He got up, took Jiang Yilai's hand, and walked to the rooftop railing.

This shopping mall is very tall.

Standing on the edge and looking into the distance, you can see almost half of Beijing's night view.

The city was brightly lit, both magnificent and warm.

A gentle breeze blew by, and whether it was the cold or the overwhelming shock, Jiang Yilai suddenly felt a shiver.

The next second, Fu Nanxiao pulled her into his arms, the warm embrace making her feel exceptionally safe.

Jiang Yilai thought they were just looking at the night view.

Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly heard a buzzing sound.

The next instant, two helicopters flew towards them and stopped in mid-air not far away.

The loud roar made Jiang Yilai feel somewhat uncomfortable.

She tugged at Fu Nanxiao, signaling him to leave.

But Fu Nanxiao raised an eyebrow, gesturing for her to look ahead.

Faint exclamations could be heard.

Jiang Yilai turned around subconsciously and froze on the spot.

The helicopter door opened, and countless balloons and flower petals poured out.

A balloon drifted in the wind and landed in front of Jiang Yilai.

A ribbon was tied to the bottom of the balloon, and she instinctively grabbed it.

There were a few words written on it.

Jiang Yilai, my only love.

The signature is Fu.

Jiang Yilai looked up in a daze. Many balloons were floating in the air, each with a colorful ribbon tied to it.

Between the two helicopters, a banner made of colored lights had somehow appeared.

The exact same few words.

Jiang Yilai smiled as she looked at Fu Nanxiao, wanting to complain that his tricks were old-fashioned and wasteful, but when she looked into his gentle eyes, her eyes reddened before she could even utter a word.

Her voice trembled: "Fu Nanxiao..."

Fu Nanxiao's eyes were deeper than the night sky, filled with a love that could make one fall in love.

He used his fingertips to wipe away the tears from the corners of Jiang Yilai's eyes.

“You said before that you wanted everyone to know that you are my wife, Fu Nanxiao, but that I only love you.”

“We’ll take it slow with the first one, and the second one.” Fu Nanxiao gently kissed her forehead, looked into her eyes, and said solemnly, “Jiang Yilai, I love you.”

Jiang Yilai's heart was filled with immense happiness.

She had never been so moved.

"Fu Nanxiao, I love you too." She choked back tears, tiptoed, and kissed his lips.

The moment their lips touched, hot tears slid down her cheeks.

But Fu Nanxiao, why can't you share some of your love with our children?

Even in moments like this, Jiang Yilai cannot forget.