The street lights softened Song Qingchun's features. Qin Yinan's eyes glistened, reflecting the lights. Perhaps it was the bit of alcohol he had during dinner, or perhaps he simply wanted to see her reaction, but he suddenly leaned in toward her face.
His action startled Song Qingchun.
After all, I'm going to marry Brother Yinan in twenty days… I'm is already his fiancé, and I've said that I will not ask for a divorce after I marry him. Even if Brother Yinan does not plan to spend the rest of his life with me, even if Brother Yinan might ask for a divorce down the line, I am supposed to adapt to my wifely duties after we get married, right? Duties like… bearing his children…
Brother Yinan is already giving up a lot by agreeing to marry me; I couldn't possibly be so selfish as to not perform the expected wifely duties, right?
