But she was more than just the woman fate had sent.
So he was willing to wait.
To wait for a tender seedling to sprout, blossom, and finally bear fruit.
After Zhao Mingyan said those words, Ji Qingwu's eyes went wide.
She chided, "You... you scoundrel."
His lips curled. "Isn't this what you came here to do?"
Unable to push away the mountain that was him, Ji Qingwu mimicked his earlier answer. "I am, and I am not."
Zhao Mingyan said, "Care to elaborate?"
"I'm aiming for marriage," Ji Qingwu said seriously. "Not some casual fling."
Zhao Mingyan laughed. "I haven't even done anything, and it's already a 'casual fling'? It seems I'll have to live up to the charge."
It wasn't that Ji Qingwu was against them doing something before marriage; in fact, completing her mission sooner would be for the best.
Besides, she also wanted to find out *why* he was supposedly unable to have children.
'Some men can't have children because they're... unable to perform.'
