Her eyes grew warm, and she stretched out her little hands to hug the man's strong waist, "Honey, yes, you're gonna be a daddy again, and I'm gonna be a mommy again, we're gonna have another baby, that's so wonderful."
Huai Fu Yueming kissed her small cheeks as two hot tears slipped into her hair, "Yaoyao, thank you, thank you for being my life."
Because of her, his life was complete.
Thank you, I love you.
...
Mi Yao and Huangfu Yueming had left, and Li Qianrui stood alone in the wedding banquet hall when Ruo Ling turned her back amid a crowd of people and began to toss the bouquet.
"I'm throwing it now, three, two, one!"
Ruo Ling threw the bouquet, and everyone started to scramble for it; Li Qianrui reached out her hand, and the bouquet smashed into her embrace.
"Qian Rui, you caught the bouquet, you'll be the next one to get married," Ruo Ling ran over happily.
"Well..." Li Qianrui felt a bit embarrassed, "But I've already been married."
