Thinking about this, Fu Han's lips unconsciously curved into a smile. She patted the back of Nan Qing's chair and laughed, "You can also have your wedding photoshoot here; the scenery is really beautiful."
Nan Qing turned to look at Wang Yixuan, clearly wanting to hear what Wang Yixuan had to say.
Wang Yixuan's eyes remained fixed forward as he reached out to ruffle Nan Qing's hair with a particularly tender smile, "Wherever you say to take the photos, we will. You get to decide, and that's enough."
From the backseat, Fu Han only had one thought—she should have been under the car, not inside it. The way these two were flaunting their affection without a care for anyone else's feelings was just too much, completely disregarding the feelings of an onlooker like herself.
Well, considering she and Nan Qing would be lifelong friends, she decided not to mind it too much.
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The Huangpu family villa.
