He didn't understand.
Where exactly did Bai Zhi'er's difficulties lie?
She looked at him for a long time, then turned her head aside: "For the time being… I can't marry you. If you cool down in a few days, just let me go back to the nine layered heaven. I can't stay away for too long."
Feng Fuce's dark eyes paused.
His wild joy and delight from just now rapidly faded.
With that pair of cold eyes he stared at Bai Zhi'er, as if he wished he could see straight through her.
After quite a while, Feng Fuce finally asked, "You still don't want to be with me. Why? You're even willing to keep my child, yet you're not willing to let me give you a proper name?"
"Then let me ask you: if you keep hiding it from me, in the future how am I supposed to believe that we have a child at all?"
Bai Zhi'er lowered her long lashes: "I've taken the Jade hairpin. It's the same kind of jade as your thumb ring. When the child comes to find you one day, you'll definitely recognize it."
