"Oh...you don't want to get married? Then we won't do it..." Tangning smiled, "Let's wait until you are no longer busy, we can talk about it later."
Like this, Han Yufan was flustered. He reached out his hand and placed it overbearingly onto Tangning's shoulder. With an angry look in his eyes, he asked, "Do you not love me anymore?"
"What about you? Do you love me?" Tangning carefully slipped out of Han Yufan's grasp; she had promised Mo Ting she wasn't going to have physical contact with another man.
Han Yufan was stunned. He opened his mouth, but no words came out, because, towards Tangning, he had never had any feelings - he was only using her. He slowly relaxed his hands, "We are already at the stage of getting married, why would you question our love? You will become my wife soon, can't you think on my behalf? It wasn't easy for Yurou to be nominated for the Top Ten Model Awards. Tangning, I'm just annoyed that you can't be more understanding."
