Luo Xiaolei could see old man Yu's eyes glimmering with hope and excitement. He looked like a different person than the one who had been looking so crestfallen just a while ago. He looked like the light of salvation had finally shone upon him and she was glad, so glad that the hopelessness in his eyes were somehow no longer in there.
"Did you hear your fiancée? Huh, Xiao Chen?!" he exclaimed, talking to Yu Chen as if he was awake. "She said she'll marry you! She finally agreed, you little punk! You have to wake up now so we can finally prepare for the wedding. Or should I start preparing now?"
Watching the old man looking so excited made Luo Xiaolei's lips slowly curve up as she watched him talking to Yu Chen.
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