Feng Shanshan froze on the sofa as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her. "Did you really get together with me just for sex? Because of loneliness?"
"No." Tang Yan hugged Feng Shanshan tightly. "No... I didn't mean that."
"You didn't mean that. You just don't intend to marry me. Is that right?"
"There are some things that I can't explain, but I'm not toying with your feelings. Shanshan, can we not talk about marriage now?"
Feng Shanshan pushed Tang Yan away forcefully and slammed the door as she entered the bedroom.
She felt her heart turn cold. From head to toe, she felt a chill.
Turns out Tang Yan did not intend to marry her at all.
He did not put her in his future. It was her own wishful thinking. She felt that the relationship between the two of them had reached the point where they could talk about marriage. She was too naive.
