Qin Huai spoke seriously, and the young woman could not tell for a moment if he was serious or not.
He'd found himself a wife?
Was this something a seven-year-old youth could say?
"Marriage is a grand affair, and the parents are the only ones who can make the decision. Have you forgotten your identity?" The young woman narrowed her eyes, and her already solemn expression became even more dignified.
However, Qin Huai was calm and fearless. Facing her scrutinizing gaze, he smiled self-deprecatingly.
"What identity do I have?"
"The illegitimate son of the Madam? An invalid who won't live long? Or… a dog that you can order around at your will?"
"Qin Huai, how dare you!"
The young woman was furious. She stood up and waved her arm—
Pa! A slap landed on Qin Huai's face.
Qin Huai was not as tall as her to begin with. He immediately tilted his head and took two steps back.
