Seeing the expression on Hei Chai's face, Xie Shichen was delighted. He tightly held her hand, "How do you feel? Are you touched? Do you see my sincerity now? Do you feel like marrying me immediately?"
Hei Chai stepped forward, pulled out a toothpick, and in an instant, the entire castle collapsed.
She tossed the toothpick away, turned to look at him, and said, "Xie Shichen, I admit I'm moved, but this feeling is temporary. Building this toy means nothing; it's just an immature declaration game."
Xie Shichen couldn't help but frown. How is this a game for immature people? He was genuinely sincere.
Hei Chai said, "Xie Shichen, as you can see, your meticulously prepared gift collapses into a pile of waste with just a light touch from me. It carries no meaning. I hope you don't do something like this again. I don't want you to hurt yourself over these pointless gestures."
