Lan Zhihui's hand trembled as a drop of tea sprinkled and fell on the back of her hand, burning her slightly.
He had asked twice, and this was the third time. She knew it was the last time he would ask.
But she still replied with no hesitation, "I'm sorry, I don't want to!"
She always knew of his feelings towards her, but there was someone in her heart who she didn't want to give up.
The man smirked self-deprecatingly, his long fingers drumming against the table. His voice was as sonorous as usual. "Well, I respect your decision, but if you do not marry me now, it may be more difficult in the future."
The woman's nodded and there was pride on her face. "I know!"
The man's cat-like eyes twinkled. "But I'll always protect you!" he promised.
Because she was a member of his family, because they had known each other for ten years. With the feelings between them, he would always protect her.
