"I won't." Xue Feifei shook her head, "Since I've agreed with you, unless you let go, I won't leave."
Suddenly, Yu Sixing leaned closer to her, his voice slightly dangerous, "What if, I never let go, for ten years, twenty years, or even thirty to forty years, until we grow old, I still won't let you go, what would you do?"
Xue Feifei immediately retorted: "If you have a girlfriend, or get married, I would definitely not become a mistress, even if you asked me to pay back the money, I would not agree."
"What if...I never have another woman, only you? Does that mean as long as I don't seek another woman and never let you go, you will never leave me in the future?"
Yu Sixing's sudden words startled Xue Feifei. She thought about his words, imagining ten, twenty years in the future when her youth had faded, and Yu Sixing still aged alongside her - it seemed impossible no matter how she thought about it.
