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A beautiful scene appeared in Li Meixue's mind.

She didn't need the hubbub of the wedding scene, or any form of gift money. The scene in his mind's eye was a pure white bicycle, with a bouquet of roses in its basket. She only needed to wear a white wedding dress and hug Lin Chaojiao tightly, letting him take her to the ends of the earth.

"Uncle." Lin Jingshui helplessly looked at Li Meixue