"There's still time, there's still time. It's my fault, always dragging things out, always dawdling. Let's have the wedding now. Wouldn't that be nice?" As long as she was willing, they could hold the wedding anytime. It truly was his fault, always procrastinating. The child was already three months old, and he still hadn't given her a wedding. How could he call himself a man?
How could he allow her to be so wronged?
"Chenxing, let's hold the wedding. I'll call them immediately to set up the wedding venue, so we can do it right now."
Chenxing smiled gently, holding his face and kissing his eyes, "Shaocheng, I don't want a perfunctory wedding. I want a grand wedding, one that lets everyone know I've married you."
"Grand, it will definitely be grand. Even if we hold the wedding now, it will be a grand wedding."
