Not?
This answer was beyond Feng Jinglei's expectations.
He agreed to marry her from the moment he knew she was pregnant, but was it not for that reason?
Her clear eyes gazed at the side profile of the man in front of her, waiting for his next answer. The anticipation and excitement in her heart felt like countless young deer were bounding inside.
However, he did not speak, merely looked out the window, as if pondering something.
She froze for a moment, suddenly wondering if she was being too sentimental again.
"But, I remember coming back from the Western Suburbs, and Grandpa mentioned the marriage, yet you... refused." She spoke again, desperately wanting to know why he agreed to the marriage.
Could it be that little bit of extravagant hope in her heart?
Her heart was at her throat's edge, waiting for his uncertain answer.
After a moment of silence, Qin Feimo suddenly turned his head, his deep eyes falling on her face, "Did I refuse?"
