He knelt before Old Master Shu, regardless of how drunk he looked right now or whether he could even hear his words, and sincerely said, "Dad, please believe me. I will take good care of Xiaojiao. Life may be tough for now, but in the future, I promise I'll make sure the two of them live well."
"And even if I make it big someday, I can guarantee that I'll still treat Xiaojiao with love and care. I won't ever let her down, no matter what. If I do, you can hit me, scold me, or do whatever you want."
Ruan Jianguo's heartfelt words moved everyone. Shu Jiao looked at him with slightly reddened eyes. She trusted him, of course, but when a man is willing to kneel before your parents and swear to treat you well, it's hard for a woman not to be moved.
Ruan Jiaojiao was deeply moved as well. Out of all the people she knew, she had never encountered anyone as devoted as Ruan Jianguo. He treated his wife so well—even her godfather Lu Zhiwei didn't treat her godmother Zhao Li to this extent.
