Being hugged by him felt like so safe and comforting.
She buried her face in his chest against his damp shirt, feeling his heart beating underneath.
Ba-boom. Ba-boom.
Huo Chen smiled at her initiative.
Yang Yang still loved him. They could still be together.
"Don't worry about the Huo family. I will deal with it."
He will keep his promise this time and stay with her.
Lu Zhaoyang wept quietly, soothed by his comforting words.
A cool breeze swept across the rooftop, but neither of them felt the cold. Their hearts were warmed by each other's company.
Huo Chen looked down at her teary face with a kind smile and wiped her cheeks dry.
"Just prepare yourself to become the most beautiful bride — my bride."
Before Lu Zhaoyang could say anything, the door to the rooftop opened.
Huo Yunting stood at the door, watching the two of them in each other's arms, and felt cynical.
