Her determined expression was filled with warmth and understanding.
These words made Huo Yanshu incredibly angry. Wenming was in a coma, not dead. Rong Yanqiao saying such things at this moment clearly gave the impression that the person was already dead.
Huo Yanshu suppressed his anger, smiling gently, "I know what you're thinking. However, sooner or later, I have to arrange all these things. Like you said, the Rong Family can't be kept in the dark. If they find out and don't let you marry me, what should I do? Qiaoqiao, I like you, so naturally, I want to be with you properly."
"As for Wenming, her life… is just like this. Do you think I'm a jerk?"
Huo Yanshu spoke hoarsely as he stroked Rong Yanqiao's cheek while talking.
His eyes were full of tenderness, "Qiaoqiao, your face really resembles Wenming's. Are you perhaps Wenming's long-lost sister?"
