"Do you trust me?"
Just as Qin Youxuan was about to step back, her shoulder was gripped by Dan Hanjie.
She looked up and met his deep gaze.
"..."
Qin Youxuan bit her lip and nodded firmly.
She trusted him.
But even if she trusted him, she knew this was no longer something Dan Hanjie could change.
As long as she knew that Ye Zhanxing's death had nothing to do with him, and Dan Hanjie didn't shoot Ye Zhanxing out of revenge, she was content.
She could no longer wish for the dead to come back to life.
"Since you trust me, then listen to me. Let's set the wedding in a month, at the last chapel, I want to give you a wedding of the century, to make you the happiest bride in the world."
...
Time flowed like water, passing day by day.
After Ye Mingmei accepted the inheritance left by Yu Xiuzhun, she moved out of Jin Chenye's apartment the next day and settled into the home Yu Xiuzhun had prepared for her.
No amount of persuasion from anyone could change her mind.
