A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.
Ou Cong felt like Jiang Shuqin was turning his brain to mush.
"Shuqin, don't you want to marry me?" Ou Cong couldn't help but ask.
Do I want to?
Of course, I do.
However, Jiang Shuqin took several deep breaths before speaking: "Ou Cong, I know you're silly, but I didn't know you're this silly!"
"Do you think? When I came clean with you, was it just because I simply wanted to marry you?" Jiang Shuqin crossed her arms over her chest and said, "What I want isn't just marriage."
"What I want to know isn't whether you're willing to marry me."
"Ou Cong, I just want to know, do you actually like me?" Jiang Shuqin sighed and said seriously, "You know, every time I see Chuyi and Huo Shiqian, I get quite sentimental."
"Marriage should be like theirs."
"Mutual affection, harmonious coexistence..."
"Harmonious coexistence?"
Hearing Jiang Shuqin's words, Ou Cong muttered softly, "When have we ever been 'harmonious'?"
