He gently wrapped his arms around Jiang Yuzhu's waist, looked down at her with deep, loving eyes.
"Yuzhu, as long as you're happy, I'm satisfied. In this world, nothing compares to seeing your joyful smile."
Pei Jingchuan's words flowed slowly, each one seemingly edged with gold, appearing exceptionally precious.
Mr. Li stood aside, witnessing this warm and romantic scene, and couldn't help but smile.
Such love, pure and steadfast, was enviable. He coughed softly to break the moment of warmth.
"Mr. Pei, Miss Jiang, if there's anything you need, just call, and I'll be at your service at any time."
His voice was gentle, carrying a professional yet friendly tone.
Then, he added, "I won't disturb you both any longer."
With that, Mr. Li bowed politely to Pei Jingchuan and Jiang Yuzhu and elegantly left the hall.
The door was gently closed, as if even the night breeze had become softer.
