"As long as I can be your equal, I don't mind," Xia Jiehao said firmly, as if he had already made up his mind to do so.
"You are really crazy!" Mrs. Xia pushed him away, turned around, wiped her tears, and bit her lip tightly, feeling a sour sensation in her heart coupled with an indistinct flutter.
Which woman in this world would not be moved by this?
But should she marry him just because she was moved?
Mrs. Xia's mind was in chaos.
After a while, she seemed to make a decision and stammered with embarrassment, "Can you, can you give me some time to think it over?"
She wasn't sure if the restlessness in her heart was because she was moved or because she liked him.
She needed to have a serious talk with her heart, to be responsible for her feelings, and not to make hasty decisions.
"Sure! I'll give you time, Lanzi!"
