Su Qingsang decided that it would be best to clarify what was on her mind. "Huo Jinyao, when I asked you to marry me the other day, I was out of my mind. You helped me get out of my predicament and I'm thankful for that, but we're not right for each other."
She continued, "If you want a woman who will spend the rest of her life with you, who will assist you, and raise your children, I am not the right woman for you."
"You don't have to do those things, because I don't need you to," Huo Jinyao said.
"I think that after some time, we can just get a divorce. After all, when we got married yesterday, we both knew that the marriage wasn't going to last. We are nothing more than a…" Before the words "fake couple" came out of her mouth, Huo Jinyao placed his hand on top of hers. His fingers were slender and his hand was extremely warm. Su Qingsang was taken aback by his gesture and looked up at him instinctively.
