Bai Qinghao's expression instantly turned heavy. A hint of viciousness flashed past his eyes, as though hinting an incoming typhoon. "Why? Are you going back on your words?"
He wasn't sure why he kept fearing her rejection. Perhaps it was because he had silently practiced his proposal countless times.
He… had even felt the urge to see a doctor. Could it be that he was suffering from pre-marriage anxiety disorder?
She shifted closer and lifted her head to take in his silent, enraged expression.
If she were anyone else, she would definitely have been frightened to death.
However, she knew that this person absolutely wouldn't hurt her. She lifted her hand and caressed his cold and stern face. "Silly. How could I possibly go back on my words? I can't wait to marry you as soon as possible!"
His enraged expression instantly dissipated with her gentle tone. He was confused. "Then…"
