Luo Ye's incisive analysis made Liu Xing's expression turn serious. As he recalled in detail, Xia Yingru's personality was indeed as Luo Ye described—seemingly lively and carefree, but actually incredibly stubborn. Otherwise, she wouldn't have persistently waited for him all these years.
"I..." With a pained expression, Liu Xing closed his eyes. "I will marry her, Luoluo, rest assured, I will resolve this completely."
"You..." Luo Ye knocked on his forehead in frustration. "Please, can you not make that face? Xia Yingru is really nice, why are you feeling wronged like this?"
"She is nice..." Liu Xing shook his head with a bitter smile. "Indeed, I shouldn't feel wronged marrying her. It's a blessing so many people envy, how could I feel wronged?"
Luo Ye furrowed her brows and finally sighed, "Forget it, I'll handle this matter." Liu Xing was doing this entirely because of her, and she couldn't accept it so easily.
