Women value weddings.
Some like them grand and luxurious, some lively and cozy, and some solemn and ceremonial, but Qiao En knew what she always valued was sincerity.
Being earnestly treated by someone is not for show, it's simply to let you know, that you are the most important in his heart.
This sincerity is what matters most.
Before Zhou Jin'an could stand up, Qiao En ran over and threw herself into his arms.
"I love you."
She finally said those three words.
Zhou Jin'an, delighted, hugged her and began to spin around quickly.
"En'en, thank you, thank you for loving me."
The indecipherable local dialect did not dilute the heartfelt blessings, the bonfire burned brightly, and people laughed and danced.
Hand in hand, Qiao En and Zhou Jin'an joined the crowd in dance.
It didn't matter if the moves were not perfect, it didn't matter if the singing was off key, you didn't have to care about anything, you just needed to be happy.
