"You like this..." Mu Xiaoyao glanced at the pitch-black room and wanted to sigh again.
"Like this, the people of this home will misunderstand even more, thinking that you and I really..."
"Isn't this what you all wished for? Didn't you all want me to be engaged to you?"
She really wanted to laugh, to laugh thoroughly and bitterly!
If this is what Uncle would like to see, then, let him have a good look!
She didn't necessarily need him. Without him, it didn't mean that she couldn't love other men.
Just a man, right? Just delicately liking him, what's the big deal?
She didn't want to deny it anymore, and couldn't deny it.
She liked Uncle, despite how much of a jerk he was to her, she had genuinely fallen for him.
Drawn to his charm, confused by his several instances of tender love and life-threatening protection for her.
After all, she lost her heart tonight, the night she was willing to risk her life to protect him.
She finally saw clearly and felt clearly.
