Qianxue looked at him, the clarity in her eyes slowly gathering into a mist of water, her lips quivered in silent speech, "Huai'an, that's all in the past… everything has passed. No one was to blame, save for our fated love that wasn't to be… I'm doing quite well now…"
"But Qianxue, you're not happy, you're not happy beside him… Leng Chenxuan married you to continue his family line, not out of love…"
"Stop, I know."
"Squeal…" The car suddenly screeched to a halt.
Xu Huai'an's chest heaved, his handsome face desperate, "Qianxue, don't marry him, he won't make you happy."
"But you can't either, Huai'an, you too have a fiancée… Can we let go now? I won't rely on him, nor will I burden you. Once the child is born, I'll live quietly on my own."
"She's not my fiancée, we're not even engaged yet…" Seeing Qianxue turn her small face back toward the window, her face full of sorrow, unwilling to listen further, Xu Huai'an finally calmed down.
