It was a beautifully cut blue diamond that sparkled brilliantly in the light, stunning to the extreme.
"Hmm, it's a gift for my future wife," Zhou Jingwei said nonchalantly, "and I hope Mrs. Zhou will accept it with a smile."
Cheng Weiyue suddenly felt that, in addition to her husband's good looks, she seemed quite receptive to other forms of bribery.
Her eyes were alight with laughter, her tone teasing yet tender, "Once I take it, I won't give it back, you know."
Zhou Jingwei simply watched her, his smile indulgently mesmerizing.
He spoke softly, "Of course, what's given to the princess belongs solely to the princess."
Below the stage, Zhao Ruolan wiped away a tear, glanced at Cheng Cunzheng beside her, who was equally moved, and said with emotion, "Are you at ease now?"
"At ease," Cheng Cunzheng's eyes twinkled with tears, and in a hoarse voice, he said, "My girl has better judgment than I do."
Zhao Ruolan knew that Cheng Cunzheng was thinking of Zhao Hanchen again.
