She said with confidence and added another sentence after finishing: "More than dad."

Ye’s father was amused and crying.

Ye’s mother also smiled, looked at the young couple standing together, sighed helplessly, and greeted everyone for dinner.

While everyone was not paying attention, Ye Weilan blinked at Qi Ye, and a hint of cunning floated across his beautiful crystal pupils.

Qi Ye raised his eyebrows.

His little wife said something, not only did they escape the beating, but they also exposed his identity storm...

Clever girl.

But he likes it.

...

After dinner, the young couple went out for a walk and enjoyed the sweet time of being alone.

The night view of the imperial capital is enchanting with charming lights and bright lights.

Ye Weilan took Qi Ye's arm and walked on the bustling streets. Her soft red lips were smiling, which showed that she was in an extremely good mood.

Qi Ye turned his head to look at his wife's fair face, and the coldness between his eyebrows dissipated a little: "What are Lan thinking?"

In the night, his tone was filled with a unique coldness. Ye Weilan looked at him with a smile: "I miss my mother's concerns. She thought it was your identity that brought danger to me, but in fact it was me who had always implicated you. Qi Ye, will you despise me that day?"

Her eyes were bright and she looked at him with a sense of expectation and shyness, but she was not nervous.

Qi Ye looked at her tender red lips and couldn't help but lean over and kissed her: "Will Lan choose to leave me because of guilt and fear of causing me trouble?"

Ye Weilan shook her head: "Even if my love rival comes to ask, I will resolutely reply to her three words. It is impossible!"

If you love someone deeply, you must love everything about her.

Qi Ye gave too much for her, and she was moved and felt distressed, but she didn't feel guilty.

Guilt is never a measure of love.

How many tragedies are there for men and women who are infatuated with guilt?

For most girls, the latter must be the winner of a hundred touching and one heart-warming multiple-choice questions.

She will only love him twice as much, keep the feelings he has given for her in her heart, and turn those accumulated feelings into every bit of their love world.

Qi Ye's smile blooms like the legendary flower of the other side in the night, beautiful and charming.

For the girl in front of him, he bet on marriage, life, and everything that is most important in his life.

He wants her.

He loves her.

He devoted his life to monopolizing everything about her.

"Lan, do you know what your greatest strength is?"

Ye Weilan's slender fingers pointed his lips: "I have many advantages, as for the biggest..." She bent her eyebrows and eyes: "I will never fail to love Qi Ye."

"You will never make me sad," Qi Ye's beautiful eyebrows and eyes bloomed softly: "For 99% of humans in this world, love is extremely fragile, doubt, misunderstanding, betrayal... any little external factor can become a sharp knife to hurt his partner," his tone was a little ironic, and he gently stroked her cheek: "I would rather face the biggest storm in the world than hurt my heart once."

At this point, she never let him down.

Ye Weilan's pure pupils rippled with waves.

What would Qi Ye look like if he is sad?
Chapter completed!