Few people were aware of their past relationship, so only Pei Yu understood what she meant. He knew this was Shen Zhiyi's promise to him—she was never stingy with her promises, always generous with her love for him.
Shen Zhiyi extended her hand, "Mr. Pei, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."
She said, "Now, there's no need to wait."
The ring slid to the base of her finger, a perfect fit. Pei Yu held her hand for a long time without letting go, giving her a lingering kiss.
Suddenly, the voice of a child rang out clearly in the silent private room.
"Aunt! Now you're really my aunt, right?!"
Shen Zhiyi turned her head, looking in the direction of the voice, "Jiaze?"
Qin Fang, holding his phone, shrugged, "Everyone who should be here is here, and our little Jiaze can't be missing."
On the screen was Duan Jiaze's plump face, whom she hadn't seen for a long time. He hadn't lost an ounce, his eyes shone brightly as he looked at the camera, sweetly calling out, "Aunt~"
