Song Yunchi didn't expect her to ask like that, and instantly, joy spread across his face as he reached out to hold her soft little hand.
Lu Meng struggled but couldn't break free and eventually let him be.
Holding her soft, delicate hand, Song Yunchi shook his head with a smile, "How could I bear to be angry with you?"
He couldn't love and care for her enough.
How could he bear to be angry with her?
If she didn't get angry with him, he'd be thankful to the heavens and the earth.
"Really?" Lu Meng's watery eyes sparkled with a trace of joy.
Was he really not angry?
She had gone so far as not letting him in, leaving him standing foolishly at the door, enduring the cold wind and heavy snow all night.
Was he really not angry at all?
Knock, knock, knock.
The doctor arrived.
Lu Meng immediately scooted away a bit, creating distance between them.
Song Yunchi, dissatisfied, reached out to grip her wrist, not letting her go, "Honey, where are you going?"
