Before Bai Zhi could look away from the person in the corner, she was hit by the bride's bouquet. Before her brain could react, her body involuntarily walked towards the man in the wheelchair. Bai Zhi knelt down and looked at him levelly, "Hello, do you have a significant other?" "No." Bai Zhi's originally worried eyes were replaced by brilliance, and the hand holding the bouquet leaned forward slightly. She knelt down on one knee and looked at the person in front of her with a hopeful smile. "Sir, can I love you?" The noise around her became dead at this moment. Bai Zhi's free hand clenched her fist slightly, showing that her heart was not as calm as she appeared. After an unknown amount of time, the man who was sitting upright said softly, "Okay." Bai Zhi's fist suddenly loosened, and she looked at the man with crooked eyebrows, "Thank you, sir."
In the countless days and nights that followed, Bai Zhi always carried out her promise to love him to the end, and Xie Junqian gradually melted in the package of love.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
