After wrapping up most of the work-related matters, Cheng Yanqing appears behind Shen Lan, wrapping his arms around her waist.
Feeling ticklish, Shen Lan slowly turns her head, her nose red, "Finally done?"
"Indeed," Cheng Yanqing's thin lips brush against her cheek as he lovingly answers, "I've finished my work-related tasks. In a couple of days, we can have our wedding."
"We should choose a glorious wedding dress for you tomorrow."
"Let everyone witness our love at our wedding."
A gentle kiss from Shen Lan alights on his cheek, "I want to have our wedding soon too."
"However, there is something else I need to handle."
"What is it?" Cheng Yanqing presses her down into the couch, frowning, "Just tell me what it is."
"What could be more important than our wedding?"
Their noses are pressed against each other's; breathing heavily, Shen Lan instinctively hangs onto him, "I have to travel abroad to sign a contract and design a ring."
