"No matter how many more there are or how pretty they are, what does it matter? They're not you. If it were that easy to find a substitute, I wouldn't have gone out of my way to confess to you today," Tan Yihong said with a bitter smile, revealing his innermost thoughts.
Did that mean that it had to be Zhao Mengmeng or no one else?
Zhao Mengmeng immediately felt even more embarrassed. If she hadn't been pregnant right now, she might have easily nodded in agreement to the class president's words, right?
After all, even in the past, those who pursued her had never been so earnest or spoken words that moved her.
"Hehe, class president, don't be like this. People should look forward. Have you ever heard the saying, 'The world is full of beautiful people, why be fixated on just one?'"
"Mengmeng, I won't give up easily. I have to try. By the way, when are you leaving for abroad?"
