He said he loved her.
Xia Ling pupils shrunk in shock. They had only just met. Did he even know her?
How could he love her?
And yet, somehow… she could feel his affection for her.
But she did not dare to believe.
Now he was saying that he wanted to marry her.
Was he… serious?
Xia Ling was no longer a naive and young girl. She came from nothing and didn't even have parents. She had even given birth to Mu Mu at such a young age and had no merits for people to select her at all. She wasn't delusional. This man was the Silver Mask King of such high status. How could he possibly have fallen in love? Why would he want to marry her?"
This couldn't be real. The pounding in her heart was roaring from her chest.
"Lingling… Lingling."
The lights were switched off and the living room was in darkness. Xuan Ying spun her around gently and pressed her against a dark corner of the room.
