Su Luo, who had been observing from the sidelines, signaled to Xiaohei in the shadows.
Liu Mianmian's move was truly ruthless; she genuinely worried that it might provoke Liu Xinghe into doing something irrational.
The man's Adam's apple kept moving, and his eyes were intensely red, moist inside, yet the tears stubbornly lingered in his eyes, refusing to fall.
He lifted the box high above his head, and then the other bent knee also knelt down.
His head slowly lowered further and further until his forehead struck the ground, emitting a crisp sound.
Su Luo noticed that the sound made Liu Mianmian's tense body tremble slightly, and her long eyelashes quivered fiercely.
Liu Xinghe, with his head touching the ground, after a long time, spoke word by word: "I thank Princess Consort Liu for her reward. Please rest assured, Your Highness, I will never mention a word of Your Highness's lifetime!"
"Never mention it!"
