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CHAPTER 82 Press Conference

  The next afternoon, the plane landed.

  In December, the weather in City S was already below zero degrees, and there was a light snowfall in the sky, fluttering like willow catkins.

  Lucie wrapped herself in a coat, shrinking inside it.

  Breathing out hot air, she hurriedly walked towards the Rolls-Royce that came to pick them up.

  Ruslan held her tightly, afraid that she would fall accidentally, resembling a patient parent.

  It wasn't until they sat in the back seat, closed the car door, and felt the warmth from the heater inside the car that she remembered something with a long reflex arc when the vehicle passed by the bridal shop.

  "Ruslan, did we miss our wedding?"

  She tilted her head and blinked her big eyes, the black pupils shining brightly, like an innocent little girl.

  He responded with a nonchalant "Hmm," as if acknowledging her question.

  Somehow, Lucie actually caught a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone and burst into laughter.