Li Weihuan said, "Nanxi, I'm not jesting when I say this. I swear to you upon my conscience, I love you. I want to make you happy. I insist on spending half my lifetime working to craft that happiness for you with my own hands. But as you may know, it won't be easy..."
Nanxi pursed her lips, harboring a bad premonition. Just as she was about to say something, Li Weihuan cut her short.
Li Weihuan continued, "…I know, all along, my mother and my two sisters thought that you weren't good enough for me. Yet, deep down, I honestly feel, I am the one who isn't good enough for you…"
After a pause, Li Weihuan continued, "Nanxi, you are a good girl. To me, you are the best girl in the world. Without me, you could find a better man, a man who would be more excellent, more capable, and make you happier. Without Li Weihuan, you would have a better life…"
"Weihuan!" Nanxi couldn't stand his words any longer. She called out his name, her voice louder, warning him to stop.
