"..."
"If I had a choice to have one man in my life, I hope that man is you, and only you."
She did not want anyone else but him.
"..."
Huo Chen faltered in his steps and his heart skipped a beat, but he resumed his pace and in the next moment and acted like nothing had happened.
"You're tired, go to sleep," he replied coolly with only the slightest hint of mixed emotions.
"I'm not sleeping. You're carrying me for once, I am not going to sleep away this opportunity."
Wen He moved her hands from his shoulders to wrap around his neck. She said, "Huo Chen, when can you forget about Lu Zhaoyang? No matter how good she is to you, she's married. Can't you look at me for a moment, just look at me. The thing is, I…"
"Wen He!"
Huo Chen cut her off abruptly, feeling uneasy. "Sleep."
"I won't!"
A sober Wen He would have shut up right then, but she was sick now and unreasonably stubborn. She yelled hoarsely like a mad animal.
