"Do you know? When I saw you hiding in the cabinet, hugging a pillow and calling it Achen, I knew that I was still the same as I was back then, despite how much I disliked it outwardly, my heart still couldn't let go.
Before I fell in love with anyone, I thought marrying anyone would be the same, as long as the woman met the criteria. But now, that person has appeared. I can't marry another woman."
At this point, Leng Sichen let out a light sigh, "Xiaoxun, you know, I'm not good with words, and I'm even worse at sweet-talking girls..."
"Who needs you to sweet-talk girls? It's always the women who sweet-talk you!" Xia Yuxun muttered, her heartbeat gradually speeding up.
The implications of Leng Sichen's words made her feel anxious and uneasy.
"So, I don't know how I can make you believe me..." Leng Sichen didn't continue his sentence; he still wasn't used to saying the words 'I like you' out loud. This girl had already made him break his rules several times.
