He loves her, but there is nothing he can do about love in this world, and wealth and interests always come first.
——Bi Wo Si Cun's "Split Brocade"
He suddenly hugged her tightly, using all his strength. Jieyou felt that her ribs were about to break, but the pain she felt was in another place.
"I like you." His head was buried in her shoulder, his voice was muffled, vague and timid. "I was determined not to say it. But now... It's too late if I don't say it. Don't forget me in your next life."
Qian Liu stood up, walked up to her, and said in a low tone: "You are the one I am marrying, and you will be my princess in the future. I will do my best to protect you, and you will have a worry-free life." Yan Hui calmed down after hearing this. She bit her lip and said, "You know what I want."
Qian Liu felt a pain in his heart, but he smiled sadly, "Everything you want is with her. I can't give it to anyone else in this life."