Enveloped by Meng Keqing's love, Su Weifeng was unable to utter a word of reproach. "If you had needed me, a single call would have been enough. No matter the difficulty, I would have come to you; there was no need for deception."
Meng Keqing pursed her lips and said, "But that won't do. If I had directly sought you out, what would Xuanxuan and Yushan think?"
Su Weifeng's expression stiffened. His mind had been occupied with Meng Keqing moments ago, but her words now stirred an indescribable turmoil in his heart.
Clearly understanding Su Weifeng's feelings at that moment, Meng Keqing let out a soft laugh, "Don't feel burdened."
Then with a deep sigh, she added, "You should know me well. I'm involved in too much. Not to mention marriage, even dating is too complicated for me — it's something I can't simply dive into."
"And now..." Su Weifeng knew this, which is why he had always been hesitant to trust his feelings for Meng Keqing.
