Sophie reached out, gently lifted him off the chair, and rested her chin on his soft hair.
She kissed his forehead tenderly and said in the gentlest voice, "Baby, this is the best wedding floral design I've ever seen."
Hale buried his face in her neck, smiling shyly, his small arms wrapped tightly around her neck.
Con secretly wiped the corner of his eye with the back of his hand. "So touching!"
Sandy glanced at him without saying a word and silently handed him a tissue.
Everyone was surprised that Alex would voluntarily offer to be in charge of the wedding speech.
He had always disliked expressing emotions in front of people. When his kindergarten recorded blessing videos, he only said two words. Even the teacher joked that his expression management could be used as teaching material.
But this time, he was exceptionally serious and wrote three drafts in a row.
The first draft was too formal, sounding like a shareholder's speech.
