One hour later.
Lu Jinwen held Lin Xuanji's hand as he walked over from the City Hall. He held two red books in his hands.
She finally became his wife.
The skies were clear today, the sun bright and hot. Lu Jinwen looked at her under the beautiful light. "Mrs Lu."
She was Mrs Lu, his Mrs Lu.
Lin Xuanji's red lips curved upwards. "Mr Lu."
"Not Mr Lu. Call me something else."
Something else?
He stared at her passionately, his gaze so full of feeling and fiery it could melt a person. She knew what he was thinking.
They were already past the age of being sappy. Lin Xuanji tried taking her hand back, but couldn't do so even after a few tries.
At this moment, pain suddenly shot through her heart.
Hiss.
She hissed in pain.
Lu Jinwen paled. "What happened? Is it hurting again?"
