"I truly like you, I genuinely want to marry you and be your wife! Yet you just see me as a plaything! If this were to become known, you'd merely be talked about for a while, but my entire life would be ruined!" Su Miao began to cry.
Zhao Yingjun had initially thought, no matter how she sweet-talks, I must get my way. Who would have thought she'd say she loved me, that she genuinely wanted to spend life with me? Such a declaration from a woman, even if an act of love, made it difficult to just take advantage of her and say my aim was only to toy with her.
Looking at Su Miao's tear-stricken, pitiful face, Zhao Yingjun sighed as well. He released her, saying, "I truly didn't expect you to say this. Whether your feelings are real or feigned, I can't make a move now. Haha."
"I am sincere." Su Miao leaned on Zhao Yingjun's shoulder, sighed, "It's just that my aunt met you first."
"So what? As long as you say the word, I'll divorce her!"
"My aunt won't agree."
