Yet, he understood her to a certain extent and knew she definitely preferred someone like Qiao Yiyang. He was worried that she had developed feelings for him, worried that her heart truly wavered...
If she had developed feelings, then her heart wouldn’t change again, right? Then, would it still be possible for him to win back her heart?
The man’s eyes dimmed, a trace of pain and helplessness flitting across the depths of his gaze.
Lin Xinlan calmed down, leaning against his chest, she asked quietly, "Do you suspect that I like Qiao Yiyang?"
Rong Shaoze’s arms tightened abruptly, betraying his thoughts.
"No, I don’t like him," Lin Xinlan said, looking down as she recounted everything that had happened recently.
"That’s how it is. I agreed to marry him just to save Xiaocong’s life. Rong Shaoze, if you still don’t believe me, then forget it..."
She tried to push him away, but he suddenly rolled over and pinned her down, urgently kissing her lips.
He was like an excited and uneasy child, quite helpless, yet could only express his thoughts and feelings of the moment through his actions.
He kissed her frantically, seeking her sweetness. Lin Xinlan did not struggle but waited for him to calm down on his own.
After a long time, he softened his movements and slowly released her swollen lips.
He pressed his forehead against hers, eyes slightly closed. He grasped her hand, their fingers interlocking, as if only in this way could he feel their closeness and express how much he cared for and cherished her.
"Xinlan, I believe you don’t like him... so, do you like me?" he asked softly, his tone cautious and a bit shy.
Lin Xinlan deliberately remained silent. He opened his eyes, looking at her in panic, "Do you like me? Do you remember what I asked you in New York? You still owe me an answer, and I want to know now, are you willing to accept me, will you always stay by my side?"
Why did he always ask her so directly, never giving her any mental preparation?
How was she supposed to answer that? To say that she liked him, that she wouldn’t leave him?
Ugh, it felt so cheesy.
After pondering for a moment, she tried to explain, "Actually, some things don’t have to be said out loud to be true. Anyway, it’s late, let’s go to sleep."
Rong Shaoze’s eyes brightened—it looked like there was hope!
"You can’t sleep, what did you mean just now by ’some things don’t have to be said out loud to be true’? Xinlan, can I take it to mean that you like me very much too and that you won’t leave me?"
Lin Xinlan’s cheeks flushed a slight red, she pulled up the blanket and turned her back to him, "Whatever you think it means."
That should be clear enough for him.
A smile spread across Rong Shaoze’s lips, but he was still unsure. If she didn’t say it aloud, who knew what she truly meant?
Stubbornly, he turned her around, and stubbornly asked, "No, I need to hear you say it, or else I won’t believe it."
This man, he was being overly literal!
"If you don’t believe it, then forget it."
Someone suddenly got angry, "You must make it clear, I don’t want to hear a negative answer. Come on, say it, that you like me too, that you will stay with me for a lifetime."
"Are you pressuring me? You’ve already decided the answer, so do you think my words would definitely be true?" Lin Xinlan asked, dumbfounded.
Rong Shaoze froze for a moment, his eyes suddenly darkening, "Don’t you like me?"