"I think the best gift for her is another wedding," Qiao Fei said slowly.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean we have a double wedding with Sister Mian's."
"Hahaha. Then my wedding will be ruined by explosions. After all, I have so many enemies."
Lu Yan took it as a joke and laughed carelessly.
What she said was true. Lu Yan was the target of many people and she was afraid to reveal her whereabouts.
If she had a high-profiled wedding, then hell would break out.
Lu Yan had never imagined that she'd have a wedding, so she laughed at Qiao Fei's suggestion, taking it as a joke.
However, Qiao Fei had a lump in his throat when he heard her words.
How could he have the right to say he loved her when he couldn't even give her a wedding, which was a simple thing for ordinary people?
Putting down the Russian book he was reading, he walked to Lu Yan's side and held her gently in his arms from behind.
