Shang Ruyi was slightly taken aback. This indeed was true, but what did it prove?
Yu Wenye's breath lowered as he looked down at her, saying, "Everything has a cause and effect, and a false cause cannot produce a true effect. Since his 'death news' was fake, everything you said and did because of that fake news wasn't real."
"..."
"So,"
he said, looking down at Shang Ruyi: "I want to hear the truth!"
Facing his ardent gaze, Shang Ruyi's already flushed chest felt as though it was boiling over, with something surging, eager to burst out.
But she suppressed this surge, took a deep breath, and said softly, "Do you remember what you asked me the first time we met?"
Yu Wenye was taken aback, somewhat surprised why she suddenly shifted the topic so far back.
"What?"
"You asked me why I wouldn't marry your elder brother."
"...Yes. But you didn't answer me."
"Right. Then you asked again why I would marry you."
"But you still didn't answer."
"Today, I can give you the answer—"
