"He Ming, I want Xiaomeng to marry me. I'll take good care of her and make her happy," He Ming said earnestly.
Father Ye and Mother Ye smiled, feeling reassured. After all, He Ming had a plan and intended to marry Xiaomeng.
"I disagree," Xiaomeng's voice suddenly rang out.
"Xiaomeng..." Mother Ye's voice raised a bit. Finally, after much anticipation, they had a resolution, but Xiaomeng unexpectedly disagreed.
It seemed childish for someone who was already pregnant to act so stubbornly.
"Mom, I need to talk to He Ming about something," Xiaomeng said, then turned to He Ming. "Let's go to my room and talk."
Though He Ming anticipated Xiaomeng's opposition, he still felt a pang of sadness when she voiced it.
Once the door closed behind them, Xiaomeng put some distance between herself and He Ming.
"Xiaomeng..." He Ming began.
