As he spoke, he took a jewelry box out of his pocket.
Then he knelt on one knee in front of her and looked at her devoutly.
"Xiao Yu, will you marry me?"
Jian Yufei was startled—it was a marriage proposal after all.
He moved way too fast…
Facing his hopeful gaze, Jian Yufei still shook her head resolutely, "No."
"Why?"
Jian Yufei said with amusement, "Because I am not Xiao Yu."
Gong Shaoxun hurriedly corrected himself, "I know your real name is Jian Yufei. From now on, I will call you Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu, will you marry me?"
"Still no."
"Why?" Gong Shaoxun asked seriously.
This man's feelings for her were real.
Jian Yufei didn't want to delay him any further.
"Because I don't love you."
"Do you like me?"
"My feelings for you are like those of a sister for her younger brother."
Gong Shaoxun frowned, "But I am older than you, right?"
"Yet, you feel like a younger brother to me."
"Quibbling. In one word, you refuse my proposal because you don't love me, correct?"
