The surrounding crowd grew, forcing the two to end their lingering kiss. Leng Yichen gently kissed away Bai Yiran's tears and held her tightly in his arms, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Being able to hear Leng Yichen's strong and powerful heartbeat again, to embrace his robust waist, and feel his sturdy chest, Bai Yiran felt a sense of relief after surviving a disaster, a joy that could overshadow everything.
The village chief hurried over, looked at the full courtyard of people, and shouted angrily, "What's going on here!"
Old Li, seeing the village chief finally arrive, immediately burst into tears and cried out while lying on the ground, "Village chief, you must stand up for me! Those two beat me and my son, and they stole the bride I prepared for my son! Is there any justice left? They are heartless bullies, oppressing our father and son!"
