Fu Shiyan quickly took out a small box from the bedside cabinet.
"It's here. The day I saw this gift, you had already left. I tragically put it on my ring finger by myself."
Fu Shiyan placed the ring in An Yan's hand, "It's your turn to put it on me."
An Yan sat up, "Did you see the engraving inside the ring?"
Fu Shiyan nodded, "AY, which means An Yan."
"There's another meaning. AY, stands for both An Yan and Ayan."
Fu Shiyan was taken aback, "So these two letters represent you and me. Thank you, Yanyan."
An Yan cleared his throat, "Ms. Fu Shiyan, would you marry Mr. An Yan?"
Fu Shiyan held out her hand, "It would be an honor."
An Yan slowly placed the ring on the man's ring finger, "There, now the groom may kiss the bride."
Just as she leaned in, the man's kiss fell upon her.
After a long while, Fu Shiyan finally let go of her, "Tomorrow I'll start preparing for the wedding, otherwise your belly won't be able to wait."
