Looking at the hesitant Sun Rui, Su Fan provocatively prodded her with his words.
"What's wrong, don't you want a reliable marriage, or are you just looking to mess around with me?"
Upon hearing this, a look of panic immediately appeared on Sun Rui's face.
"Big Brother Su, I... you're misunderstanding me. I'm not that kind of casual girl. I... I really want to date you, to head towards marriage. I... I'm just worried that if I don't give myself to you, you... you won't keep me in your heart, or some other girl will come along and beat me to it."
Su Fan felt somewhat helpless inside.
This young Sun Rui, still so tender in age, was full of too many thoughts—a mere seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, dead set on getting married as a way to escape her original family. How excessive must her parents be?
With this in mind, Su Fan started to feel a bit of pity for Sun Rui.
He said to her softly,
"Don't worry, even if we don't do that, I will still be good to you."
