The night wind carried a warm breeze.
How proud Wei Zhao was, and yet he acted like this in front of Yu Tingwan! Xiao Huaian, at the bottom of the food chain in the entire cabin, was deep in thought.
He had begged and pleaded with his ancestors to finally send these two deities away, until only he and Shen Zhiyi were left in the boat.
The boat began to slowly move along the riverbank again.
"I have something to ask you."
Shen Zhiyi was very polite: "Go ahead."
"There are many unmarried noblemen in Shangjing, did you agree to marry me because I'm the best choice among your options, or was there a little part because I moved you?"
As he said this, he carried a sense of hope.
But the surroundings fell into a dead silence.
Shen Zhiyi: "You..."
"I want to hear the truth."
Shen Zhiyi didn't understand why he insisted on putting himself through this.
However, since Xiao Huaian asked, she had to tell him.
