As tears streamed down her face, Chen Wei'er flashed a smile. She leaned against her husband and nodded. What else could she even ask for? How fortunate was she in this life! She could never properly repay He Xun, but she could spend the rest of her life loving him.
Time gently passed.
Four years later!
The sun shone through the glass windows of the church, creating a sacred and solemn scene. The rays landed on the pure trail of a wedding dress.
The surrounding flowers were all over the ground. Everything looked splendid and dreamy.
There was not a single guest in the spacious church, but it was not just the 'bride and groom' either.
Two healthy and adorable children were also present.
The ring bearer looked like he was only four years old, and the flower girl was less than two years old. The older one was a boy, and the younger one was a girl.
