Fresh-Faced Starlet: Uncle, Hold Me Tight!

“Marry me!” “What’s in it for me?” “Fair skin, a pretty face, and long legs. Is that enough?” “That’ll do!” The first time Meng Yinyin met Song Tingyue, she pulled down his pants, watched him bathe, and then loudly declared she wanted to marry him. They say Song Tingyue is aloof and noble, and keeps his distance from women. But only Meng Yinyin knows the truth. After nightfall, Meng Yinyin fought back with all her might. “Song Tingyue, you’re going to die anyway. Stop coming after me.” “Wife, can you really bear to leave me without an heir?” Song Tingyue looked heartbroken, his low, magnetic voice making her go weak all over. Looking at this impossibly handsome man who didn’t have long to live, Meng Yinyin’s heart twisted with pain. “Fine, let’s have one.” But will someone tell her how he’s still alive when she’s already had three children?