Rong Bing's family was quiet for a while.
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On Valentine's Day, Fu Jingsheng prepared a surprise for Rong Yan.
Since the Spring Festival, the woman's nerves had been on edge, and now everything has finally come to an end.
Rong Yan went to the clinic early in the morning.
Fu Jingsheng and his mother are decorating at home.
Red rose arches were placed on the gates of the two villas.
The courtyard was filled with gifts that Fu Jingsheng had carefully prepared, each wrapped in exquisite wrapping paper.
In order to finish the task before Rong Yan got off work, Fu Jingsheng called over several employees.
The two houses stood out in the entire neighborhood, attracting many people to watch and take pictures.
He Wei helped set up the roll-up banners, which featured Rong Yan's photos, all taken secretly by Fu Jingsheng during their university days. There was one banner every two meters.
When choosing photos, Fu Jingsheng realized that he didn't have a single photo with Rong Yan.
They got married seven years ago, but they didn't even take wedding photos.
After arranging the last photo, He Wei walked over to Fu Jingsheng and said, "Boss, it's done, but why are all of them photos of Madam from her school days?"
"After college, I never took a single photo of her."
"Hey, you, you don't even have a marriage certificate, and you didn't even take any wedding photos? Didn't you hire a photographer to document it?" He Wei shook his head and sighed.
“Your wedding to your wife back then wasn’t nearly as grand as it is today. The venue was really shabby. Marriage is a lifelong commitment. Your wife must have been blind to marry you,” He Wei said, speaking up for Rong Yan.
Fu Jingsheng remained silent. Not only was there no wedding, but they had also slept in separate beds that very night. Now that he had proposed, they had to have a wedding.
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