Abigail's mouth twitched. She and Brandon had a love story? And it was touching?
How did this girl figure that out?
But Brandon showed his first smile of the day, and he gave the female reporter a slight smile, "It was probably the guidance of fate, the gift of true gods, and the favor of the god of love that brought us together and in love."
Abigail: "..."
"Wow, amazing!" The female reporter exclaimed. Her small yet spirited eyes sparkled with admiration. If it weren't for the microphone in her hands, Abigail suspected she would have clapped on the spot.
"Thank you." Brandon politely expressed his gratitude.
The female reporter was even happier. "A woman is at her most vulnerable, helpless, and awkward during pregnancy and childbirth. Yet here you are, the proud son of heaven, able to embrace your wife. You are a model for men. You have made us ordinary girls believe in love again. Please cherish Miss Green."
"Thank you, I will." Brandon smiled.
