"The fact?" Xi Muchen raised his eyebrows, simply thinking his girl was quite smart. Indeed, she was never dumb: "The fact is, I am your fiancé."
Your current husband. Xi Muchen silently added in his heart.
Xia Wanwan felt frustrated: "Xi Muchen, I'm talking about something serious."
"This is something serious," Xi Muchen replied, his deep gaze fixed on her, his tone serious: "There's nothing more important to me than this."
"But..." But why was it such a coincidence? He was her fiancé, he just happened to save her on the day of their engagement party, and she had also found him to fake marry? Xia Wanwan was a little afraid to ask, frightened that the man beside her had impure motives for getting involved with her.
Yet she couldn't figure out what she had that would give Xi Muchen a reason to have any impure intentions toward her.
"Don't overthink it." A slightly angry and somewhat nervous voice came from beside her ear: "If I do have any ulterior motive, there's only one."
