That middle-aged man had lied a lot. He had treated his life as a joke. Perhaps he had decided not to meet her again until his death.
However, if he had really made up his mind, why had he come to see her? It was because he could not let go.
"Do you love him?" Nun Jingxin asked.
"Yes, I love him a lot." Ling Sheng nodded hurriedly, her eyes full of determination and sparkling stars.
"Are you determined to spend the rest of your life with him? Are you sure he'll protect you forever? Will you protect him forever?"
"Yes."
"Did he explain why he didn't come over?"
"Yes."
"Then why are you angry?"
"I'm just angry that he stood me up. Didn't we agree? Why didn't he come?" Ling Sheng let out an angry snort.
