Dear Commander-in-Chief

Facing Yang Iron Fist’s suggestion, Xiaolan was so embarrassed that she did not dare to raise her head. Would Young Master Ye be angry? Dad was too direct!

However, Gu Qiqi’s expression remained unchanged. She smiled gentlemanly and elegantly. “Uncle, Xiaolan is the most innocent and cute girl I’ve ever seen. I don’t want to do her wrong. So… please give me some time to prepare the grandest wedding for her. I want her to wear the most beautiful wedding dress and accept everyone’s blessings. I want her to wear the diamond wedding ring that we carefully chose and make a promise to me for the rest of her life under the witness of God… That’s because she deserves the best. I don’t want to patronize her with a sloppy ceremony.”

Gu Qiqi said word by word.

Although she was “acting” as her boyfriend, to be honest, if she was a man, she would think that it was really good to marry a pure girl like Xiaolan.

Hence, her tone was very sincere.

Then, she naturally held Yang Xiaolan’s hand.

Yang Xiaolan’s face turned red, and her heart skipped a beat. Her fingers seemed to have been electrocuted, and she could not move at all. It was as if she had been hit by sudden happiness.

Young Master Ye said that she deserved the best! He said that she was pure and cute!

She had lived for eighteen years, and no man had ever confessed to her like this!

No man had ever held her hand so gently before!

Yang Iron Fist lay weakly on the bed, but his eyes were flickering as he stared at Gu Qiqi.

He was very satisfied with Gu Qiqi’s explanation. He could hear the sincerity in her words.

When she saw his daughter and this man’s fingers intertwined, it was obvious that they had a good relationship.

He was very relieved.

However…

He could not wait anymore! His physical condition could not wait for the grand and perfect wedding.

“Young Master Ye, I know how much you care and respect Xiaolan. It’s just that our Yang family is a craftsman family and is very traditional. We pay attention to the words of the matchmaker according to our parents’ orders. Those fancy marriage certificates and weddings aren’t that important to us. It’s good that you youngsters can slowly prepare in the future. Now, I only want to see you guys kowtow and get married in front of me, swear to your ancestors that you will treat Xiaolan wholeheartedly and never betray your marriage. This will make me feel more at ease…”

A wedding ceremony!

Gu Qiqi’s heart twitched.

It seemed like Uncle Yang was still very persistent.

She pondered for a moment.

Yang Xiaolan was also woken up by her father’s request for them to “kowtow and pay respects”. She patted her red face and hurriedly said, “Dad, this, this isn’t appropriate… Young Master Ye and I are still dating. I, I don’t want to get married so early…”

Yang Iron Fist frowned. He could tell that something was wrong from Yang Xiao Lan’s panicked expression and Gu Qiqi’s deep thought.

He thought of something but did not have the strength to get up. In his anxiety, he coughed violently.

He coughed until her face turned purple before saying vaguely, “You, you don’t want to kowtow and pay your respects. You don’t dare to swear in front of me… Are you lying to me?”

Yang Xiaolan wiped her tears. “Dad! Why don’t you believe me? Sob…”

She was in a difficult position.

If only Young Master Ye and her were real.

But she knew that it was not.

How could she force Young Master Ye to kowtow to her father and really agree to marry her?

Just as Yang Xiao Lan was at a loss for what to do and her forehead was covered in sweat, Gu Qiqi suddenly reached out and gently held her waist. “Xiaolan, let’s do as Uncle says.”

Yang Xiao Lan was speechless.

What! Young Master Ye really agreed to be with her…