After the kiss, Lin Yi didn't forget to continue holding Han Xuewei tightly in his arms. The emcee laughed and said, "Oh, it seems that our groom is not only eager but doesn't think of us as outsiders! Why don't the two of you show a little more restraint?"
Red-faced, Han Xuewei and Lin Yi separated after hearing this.
Han Xuemei looked up at everyone, first at her parents who had raised her for so many years, then at her relatives and friends, and her close girlfriends, before finally resting her gaze on the children. At that moment, her eyes filled with tears of happiness.
Lin Yi was also quite emotional at this time, and he couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat as tears swirled in his eyes.
Seemingly having anticipated this moment, he took out a tissue from his pocket and tenderly wiped Han Xuewei's tears, saying softly, "Vivi, my wife."
At that moment, he could not say anything else; his gentle gaze conveyed all his love.
