Lu Mianmian was momentarily stunned; she hadn't expected that a simple metaphor she uttered casually would elicit such a strong reaction from Wen Mulan.
"I'm sorry, I won't make metaphors like that anymore," Lu Mianmian said. How much did this man love her, after all?
And could she truly return that love? At this moment, her heart was filled with this confusion.
"Mianmian, about earlier… I misspoke," Wen Mulan's voice came softly.
"What?"
"When I said that I never thought about wanting anything in return, maybe I was lying without realizing it. Actually… I do want something in return, and that is your love. I hope to treat you so well that you can't help but love me more, to the point where you can't leave me," Wen Mulan murmured.
He paused and then lifted his head, looking at Lu Mianmian, "Do you think I'm too greedy?"
Greedy? Lu Mianmian stared at the man before her in surprise. In his gaze, there was caution, longing, and uneasiness…
