After finishing speaking, the car fell into a long silence.
Just as Liang Weining was about to speak again, she saw the man slowly close his eyes, raise his hand to touch her soft hair, and his thin lips slightly parted, "The premise of being with me is not for you to sacrifice yourself."
Her heart shuddered.
Hugging him even tighter, Liang Weining shook her head sullenly, "It's not about sacrifice, just compromising once because he is an elder."
And it would be the last time.
"Why compromise?" Chen Jingyuan asked.
A simple phrase, yet one could feel the undeniable chill in it.
The little girl quietly lay in his embrace, without a word.
Undoubtedly, someone as powerful as Mr. Chen had total control and decision-making power over this relationship. No one could interfere with his freedom, including that person from Taiping Mountain.
As the person involved, Liang Weining really didn't need to care too much.
But she had to consider her parents.
