Xu Youyou was stunned.
Mo Shenbai kneeled in front of her with a rose in hand. He looked up at her as though he was looking up at the sun. He was reverent and infatuated.
"Youyou, will you marry me?" Mo Shenbai asked.
At this time, to Xu Youyou, Mo Shenbai's voice was even more pleasant than the melodious sound of the violin.
Xu Youyou's heart beat wildly in her chest. Her emotions were surging wildly as she stammered, "I, I… Didn't I already marry you?"
They had already registered their marriage, after all. Hence, she did not expect Mo Shenbai would get down on one knee and propose to her.
Mo Shenbai smiled slightly as he said slowly, "The order of our relationship is the opposite of what's conventional. I want you to have what others have. In love, I hope you'll always be envied by others and that you'll never need to envy others."
