A blush spread on her cheeks and she nodded remembering their first night together in the hospital. Yang Xinyu lifted her chin and brushed her lips with his before kissing her passionately. Even though he was turned on, he didn't disturb her. She was weak and frail.
Both of them were excited. The wedding was two weeks later. They didn't know how to share their excitement. With the Chairman taking all the responsibility of planning the event for them, it helped ease their burden.
Yang Xinyu released her so that she could rest again.
Standing up, Yang Xinyu exclaimed, "Yes, we're going to get married!"
All of sudden he freaked, "Oh my god, who all are we going to invite? This is the first time I am getting married! Wu Lina, we don't even like the same things! How are we going to stay together? Is it going to be difficult?"
Wu Lina smirked, raised her hand and beckoned him with a finger, "Come here."
