"It seems there's only one way out of this."
Feng Lin silently nodded to himself.
"You wouldn't dare! Old man on the other end of the phone, beware. My mom will butcher you! She'll never let you off the hook!"
Du Qingyu panicked and screamed into the phone.
"So you're Du Qingyu, huh? You have a nice voice; our future child could learn music."
After saying that, Feng Chen hung up the phone.
Feng Lin looked down at Du Qingyu, his face getting closer and closer to hers.
"What are you trying to do? Feng Lin! I'm warning you, don't mess around. I've had ninety-nine boyfriends before, and I have an infectious disease."
Du Qingyu spoke somewhat incoherently; her mother's wish was for her to get married, bear children, and stay at home.
That's why she had chosen to rebel, to take on this mission to prove herself.
She couldn't possibly complete the mission and come back home with a child, could she?
"What a coincidence? I have an infectious disease too. We're really a match."
