C29 She Is My Woman

The crowd went silent. The whispers continued. The angry rebuke seemed to disappear in an instant.

Her wrist was still tightly gripped by Fu Zihao, but she could no longer feel any pain.

In the reverse light, she saw a man walking slowly from the gate. He was walking with clear eyes and steady steps. From a blurry circle of light, he gradually walked down the altar and into the crowd's vision