Chapter 45

“The curtain hangs low over the small pavilion, the frost is white, and the jade is exquisite all night.” The handsome man gently played with the fair and tender hands of the girl in his arms, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips as he looked at her shy appearance with her head lowered like a butterfly.

Ling Shuanghua didn’t speak. She leaned on Nie Yun’s shoulder, recalling the smiling eyes of everyone in the mansion as they looked at her and Nie Yun this morning, and the repeated calls of “son-in-law.” She felt her whole face burning up.

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