The time they spent in love was so short, Xia Muning sometimes harbored a shred of doubt in her heart: was the profound affection in Lu Qingchuan's eyes truly love at first sight?
Was it truly possible for such feelings to reach such an intensity without the accumulation of time?
However, when she found herself under his gaze, she quickly cast these thoughts aside.
All she wanted was to monopolize his gentleness, regardless of the reason, he was in love with her now, and that was enough.
"They... didn't agree, but they didn't continue to object either."
Lu Qingchuan looked at her, smiled, gently held her hands and lightly kissed the back of her hand, "This is sufficient. To marry you, I don't need anyone's approval or objection."
Surely such words would make any woman's heart flutter.
Especially when they were uttered by such a handsome man.
