The surroundings were constantly filled with voices.
Jiang Ruan finally realized that there were many people around her now, everyone was here.
She sniffed and quickly composed herself, burying her face in Bao Ye's chest, quietly wiping away her tears.
With red eyes and a pouting mouth, she asked him, "Did my makeup smudge?"
"Should I touch it up before you propose again?"
Bao Ye chuckled, "No need, it's beautiful."
He leaned down to whisper in her ear, "In my heart, you are the most beautiful woman in the world."
Jiang Ruan blushed and playfully scolded, "So cheesy."
Bao Ye clicked his tongue lightly, "Before proposing to you this time, I studied a lot of strategies. I've seen brides cry their hearts out post-proposal, and others shed tears when they receive the bouquet, but I've never seen the leading lady hug the leading man and cry passionately as soon as he appears."
"Darling, you're unprecedented."
