Li Xiaoru was not stupid. After being silent for a while, she looked up and gave a bitter smile, "You've kept some things from me, haven't you?"
"Have you really thought this through?" Chuxia stared seriously into her eyes, "You've said before that marrying Cheng Guo was your dream since childhood. Now, you're just a step away from your dream, but giving up now might mean you'll never get this chance again. Are you sure you won't regret it?"
"I've thought about it for a long time..." Li Xiaoru sighed, "If it weren't for constantly looking for a house, looking for a place to stay, I would have left earlier. If we stay here, my mom will continue to suffer."
She had originally thought that the past would not be pursued by anyone, but now, this scar was brutally ripped open, revealing bleeding wounds, which she simply could not accept.
