Song Yan was stunned.
She gazed at Qin Wang with a blank expression, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
"I'm serious, Song Yan."
He spoke as if he had given it a lot of thought, serious and earnest, "I've thought it through very carefully. Uncle Song's longstanding wish has been for you to marry me, for me to take care of you for a lifetime."
Song Yan's expression was complicated, "That's his wish, not mine."
Why should she fulfill his wish?
"Qin Wang, I've already told you very clearly last time. You don't need to live for anyone else; you should just be yourself. Don't bring this up again."
In her view, marriage should be considered carefully but not decided upon by weighing pros and cons.
After speaking, Song Yan didn't hesitate and walked away directly.
Qin Wang stood there, his face flashing with a hurt expression.
As soon as Song Yan stepped out, she was caught and thrown into a car without a chance to call for help.
