Yan Xinxin came to an abrupt halt.
"Mo Chuxi, what do you mean by that?"
She was utterly bewildered, yet somehow sensed an underlying meaning.
"Say it clearly!"
She grabbed his hand, her expression serious as she looked at him.
In his deep, dark eyes, an elusive and complex emotion surged to the surface, yet ultimately, he remained silent.
Mo Chuxi withdrew his hand, his handsome face darkened.
"Yan Xinxin, just obediently be my wife. For the rest of your life, I promise to pamper you and protect you, got it?"
"Even if there's no love, you'll still pamper me and love me for a lifetime?"
Yan Xinxin questioned him, meeting his gaze with doubt.
Mo Chuxi stared at her, his gaze unwavering.
"I've told you, I have feelings for you."
His response made her heartbeat quicken slightly.
Yan Xinxin suddenly lifted the corners of her lips into a smile, raised her hands, and wrapped them around Mo Chuxi's neck, bringing her soft, pear-like face closer to him.
