This speech was exceptionally sincere, and Xiang Wenhua was genuinely moved.
Liu Zhizhong felt a bit agonized inside; what's the damn difference between giving his woman to someone else to sleep with?
Deep in his heart, there was truly a furious little man cursing Zheng Xitong, that old fox, what's the point of playing these games? You want to win over the Xiang family and get close to the widow's daughter-in-law, but you can't bring it up yourself! Now you're happy, I brought it up, and I feel so aggrieved!
But to Liu Zhizhong's surprise, Xiang Wenhua smiled calmly after being moved.
Xiang Wenhua stood up, lit a cigarette, walked to the open-air dining table in the courtyard, looked at the large patch of blooming begonias, shook his head, and said, "Zhizhong, I understand your thoughts, and I comprehend your aspirations, but forgive me, it's difficult for me to comply."
"Huh? What?"
