"I didn't!"
Liang Yingjun denied anxiously, "Xin'er, I really didn't. I admit that I've been hesitating for the past three days. However, as soon as I thought it through, I immediately rushed to the place we agreed on. I didn't tell anyone, nor did I ask anyone to send a message for me."
At this point, Liang Yingjun finally had the courage to confess. "Xin'er, I have thought it through. Whether you're from the Cheng family or not, I want to be with you. And the person I really like is not Cheng Su'er, but you. I said that when you grow up, I'll marry you and be with you for the rest of your life."
Liang Yingjun held Cheng Xin'er's hand tentatively, his gaze sincere and affectionate.
"Xin'er, are you still… willing to be with me and marry me now?"
Cheng Xin'er, who had been waiting for more than ten years, finally heard these words. Her eyes instantly turned red, and she nodded repeatedly. "I'm willing. I've always been willing."
