""Yuzhu," Pei Jingchuan's voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of discernible shyness.
"Remember how I mentioned wanting to take you to White City for our honeymoon? I think the day after tomorrow would be a great time."
Jiang Yuzhu was slightly stunned, then her lips curved up, revealing a sweet smile.
She put down the teacup in her hand and leaned gently onto Pei Jingchuan, "Really? I'm looking forward to it."
Pei Jingchuan gently lifted her chin, their eyes met at that moment, and the man's hoarse voice rang out again.
"I hope our trip will become a beautiful memory, far from the hustle and bustle of the city, under the clear sky."
The stars in Jiang Yuzhu's eyes seemed to sparkle even more, full of anticipation for the future: "I'm already looking forward to the starry sky and the sea breeze there."
Pei Jingchuan looked at Jiang Yuzhu indulgently: "I'll arrange everything, all you have to do is enjoy."
