Lu Chen’s eyes lit up as he looked earnestly at Mo Nuan. “Do you really mean that?”

“Of course. I’ve always said that I take marriage seriously and understand what it means once we’re married.” Mo Nuan’s expression was sincere; she meant every word.

“Warm, my Warm,” Lu Chen murmured softly, his voice deep and resonant like a cello, tugging at the heartstrings.

Mo Nuan tilted her head, her eyes sparkling with joy. Lu Chen felt a surge of warmth and passion, his large hands firmly holding her waist as he pulled her onto his lap, quickly kissing her lips. The woman he had chosen truly did not disappoint him;...