Sheng Shiwen watched her for a long moment, then suddenly smiled. "Forget it. I'll stop teasing you. If you don't want to make my older brother angry, then so be it."
Now that he had seen through her, Dong Lili dropped her pretense of aloofness.
She feigned shyness and said, "Xiao Wen, saying things like that... you're not trying to trick me into marrying you, are you?"
"My dream since we were kids has been to marry you. No matter what it takes, I only have one goal: to make you my wife."
"Is that all true?" Dong Lili's eyes sparkled with delight.
At that moment, she was actually starting to consider marrying Sheng Shiwen. She did have some fondness for him, but it was limited to seeing him as the younger brother of the man she loved.
But the man she loved was going to marry another woman. If that was the case, then marrying Sheng Shiwen wasn't so bad. At least she could see his brother at the dinner table every day.
