Shen Yi was also very nervous.
His eyes looked calm, but his palms were covered in sweat. After running into Shen Feng earlier, he knew the man hadn't given up on Jiao Jiao. Perhaps in the future, there would be a second Shen Feng, and a third.
In this life, Jiao Jiao was even more exceptional and radiant, making her all the more captivating.
That's why he had to work hard. He had to protect Jiao Jiao, do everything in his power to treat her well, make up for the regrets of his past life, and treasure this hard-won second marriage.
The aisle seemed long, but they walked it in no time. When Qin Zhonghui placed his daughter's hand in Shen Yi's, his nervousness and panic vanished, leaving only a profound unwillingness to let his daughter go.
"Xiao Yi, from now on, you have to treat our Xiao Jiao well."
"Yes, I will, Dad."
Qin Jiao and Shen Yi's hands were clasped tightly together. Qin Zhonghui rubbed his misty eyes, turned, and stepped off the stage to return to the head table.
