Wen Xuan took Feng Wanrou to look at hotels everywhere, and they always seemed to be looking at the expensive ones.
Wen Xuan said, "Rourou, a wedding is a once-in-a-lifetime event. I want you to marry me gloriously, so choose freely. We can afford it."
Feng Wanrou was tremendously moved, "Xuanxuan, you're so good to me. Sometimes I feel all of this is so unreal."
Wen Xuan, however, took her hand, placed it on his heart, and looked at her seriously.
"Do you feel it? This is my sincerity toward you, Rourou. My heart beats only for you."
Unconcerned with anyone else's gaze, at this moment, Wen Xuan's eyes were filled with only Feng Wanrou.
Every time Feng Wanrou was with Wen Xuan, her eyes would brim with tears, as if all her life's tears would be shed around him.
Wen Xuan proactively kissed her tears, "Rourou, please don't cry. Even if they are tears of joy, I don't want to see them, because it pains me."
