"Xiao Yan, do you... truly like Pu Yang?"
"..."
Su Xiaomeng looked up at Xiao Yan. In that instant, Xiao Yan felt a bit bewildered. Xiao Meng's eyes seemed to overlap with Xiao Xiaoang's eyes. Both their gazes were so resolute and transparent that it quelled any impulse to lie.
But...
"If I didn't like her, why would I marry her?"
He asked Su Xiaomeng in response.
Su Xiaomeng sensed the discomfort in Xiao Yan's tone and felt a bit awkward. She shifted her gaze and apologized,
"I was presumptuous. You're right, you must really like Pu Yang, otherwise, why insist on marrying her..."
"Su Xiaomeng, you seem to have a good relationship with Xiao Yang... why does your question make me feel..."
"Oh, Xiao Yan, don't overthink. I really just wanted to confirm it."
"I like Xiao Yang. I also hope Xiao Ang can accept Xiao Yang, which is why I troubled you for this trip..."
