Zhao Xiyan clutched her hand tightly, his stunning face fraught with worry.
Qi Yue couldn't help but to console him, "No, you won't, I've told you I won't suddenly leave."
"No, it's not just that," Zhao Xiyan said urgently. "Do you know, Yueyue, whenever I face you, I always feel a sense of uncertainty... I'm afraid that one day you might not like me anymore. After all, there are countless men in this world, and I don't know who you might meet or what might happen. I want you to be mine. I want to tell the whole world that you are mine, Zhao Xiyan's... Yueyue, I was thinking that I would only marry you after a grand wedding, but these past few days, I've given it a lot of thought. A wedding ceremony is just a ritual after all, why can't we have the ceremony first, announce it to the world, and then hold the grand wedding ceremony when the time comes? Although my parents are no longer with us, isn't your master here? He could bear witness to our marriage. What do you think?"