But—she dared not gamble, dared not use her parents as a stake, because she believed that his mother was capable of anything!
Yet, if she were to leave him again, how cruel that would be to him!
"Just wait a little longer," she murmured without daring to look into his eyes, staring instead at the neatly tied knot of his tie.
Mu Yingchen's grip on her hand instantly stiffened, and a deep shade of disappointment swept across his eyes.
Wait a little longer? Until when? How many years and months should he wait?
Could it really be so difficult for her to nod her head in agreement?
What exactly was she hiding from him? What was she worried about, and why couldn't she tell him, why not choose to trust him!
"Wait? What do you mean by that? Yingchen has already lowered his voice, and you're still saying wait—are you taking my son for granted?" Mu's mother's face turned sour upon hearing Su Wanxia's words.
Wait a little longer! She was actually not giving up yet!
