A single sentence, "You two are not suitable," was like a bucket of snow water poured over her head, chilling her to the bone.
Just last night she felt a small hope of happiness, but now it was forcibly extinguished.
The smile froze on her face, and she stood there, stunned, unable to react.
Mr. Huo said gently, "I know that you and Siyuan have been close since childhood, but that was all when you were kids. So many years have passed, Siyuan has grown up, and his character has matured. He might not be exactly as you imagined. I know you are a good girl and will find a better man in the future. The reason I'm telling you this today is really out of helplessness. Siyuan loves you too deeply, and nothing I say makes a difference. I can only hope you can persuade him!"
Li Jiaqi's eyes flashed a trace of sadness.
"Uncle Huo, what you're saying is somewhat unreasonable. I like Siyuan too, and you want me to persuade him to leave me?"
