"Yes, I'm willing. The more someone doesn't want me to marry you, the more I want to marry you. The more they say I'm not good enough for you, the more I want to prove that I am—that will infuriate them. So you'd better hurry up and propose to my family before I change my mind,"
Han Yingying's eyes sparkled with a dazzling light that illuminated her entire face, making her so beautiful it was hard to look away.
Shen Mosheng, however, was eagerly consoling her, "Yingying, don't be impulsive."
"I'm not being impulsive," Han Yingying couldn't help but glower at him.
"Then you..."
Han Yingying looked at him seriously, her eyes clear and resolute.
"I have thought about it for a long time, and I've made this decision very seriously. It's not a spur-of-the-moment thing, nor is it an act of rebellion. I want to keep the baby, but I don't want it to be illegitimate.
