Qin He slowly shook his head, his smile undiminished, with an indulgent tone, "She can't be wrong, and even if she is, even if she brings the sky crashing down, I would bear it for her."
Shen Tangye looked at the young man's resolute posture and eventually let out a sigh, "You're only twenty-four years old, why bet your entire life on my daughter? What if... what if she regains her memory and still doesn't love you?"
The expression on Qin He's face did not change, but a stain of red wine formed on the glass he was holding.
He drained the glass in one gulp, his lips stained a deeper red, and his smile took on a hint of devilish charm, "She will love me."
Shen Tangye knew he couldn't persuade him.
In fact, Qin He's character was very much like Qin Shiyu's back when he hadn't yet returned to the Qin Family and was licking blood off the blade with the Corleone Family in M State.
