"About last night, I'm really sorry, you know, I got drunk last night, and then... I just didn't react." Ye Shikai felt very guilty, spending the whole night under the red bridal veil must have been uncomfortable, and he guessed He Linghan probably didn't sleep much either.
"You don't need to apologize, husband, I can wait no matter how long." He Linghan's address to him changed, making Ye Shikai feel all "warm and fuzzy," perhaps due to the difference between ancient and modern thinking, He Linghan was utterly compliant to him, her demure appearance easily stirred his protective instincts.
Ye Shikai picked up the scale rod and gently lifted the red veil over He Linghan's head. Her makeup was still intact, her eyes softly shut, as if savoring the moment.
