Li Xiaoqiang had not anticipated that Su Xiaoya's past experience was so tragic; his heart, too, felt some pain.
Thinking of Su Xiaoya's past, Li Xiaoqiang dared not make sudden promises to her, as for him, promises made to a woman best be kept.
The current Su Xiaoya was extremely fragile, and Li Xiaoqiang feared that he might inadvertently hurt her. Although he wasn't much of a good bird, he considered himself responsible and accountable.
Li Xiaoqiang stared as he hugged Su Xiaoya and said, "Xiaoya, to be honest, I was shocked when you said this to me. You have so many suitors, yet you chose me."
"I'm afraid of disappointing you, not that I lack confidence, but because reality often falls short of expectations; you should understand me."
Su Xiaoya nodded slightly, "I understand, I have just one request; if you ever do me wrong, please don't let me find out."
