"But the one I want to marry is you."
As these words resonated in the air, Li Zaijun's figure suddenly stiffened.
Her feet felt as if they were glued to the ground, unable to move.
Wait.
Just now, whose voice was that...?
It was no longer Dabai's voice, but a deep, textured voice, one she couldn't be more familiar with...
Li Zaijun's heart seemed to stop beating at that moment, her body frozen.
She didn't even know what to do, unsure of what had just happened.
From behind her, footsteps slowly approached, and his words fell deliberately:
"From the moment I decided to be with you, I knew this day would come, and I have always been looking forward to it, hoping it would come sooner."
At this point, the man behind her paused, and when he spoke again, there was inevitably a hint of remorse in his tone: "I hoped to give you a memorable proposal, but I was wrong. I shouldn't have brought you here this way."
