บท 970: The Big Fat Wedding (1)

Every word was written neatly, but the strokes were so vigorous that the paper was almost torn. She could tell how tormented he must have been when he wrote it.

"He Jiayu… you're hilarious. A will… hahaha…" Su Xiaomo forced a laugh, then tears welled up in her eyes again.

She sniffled and said in an intimidating voice, "You're as alive as you can be now. So, keep your promise and love me!"

He Jiayu smiled like a spring breeze. "Of course."

"And one more thing." Su Xiaomo looked up at him. "If you're dead, there's no one nicer."

She had poured all her love into this relationship and there was nothing left for a new one.

He Jiayu swallowed. "It's the same with me."

"Alright, enough on that topic. How much gift money do you think we should give for Xiaxia's wedding?" Su Xiaomo changed the subject.

He Jiayu said, "You decide."

"In everything?"

"In everything."