"But I can promise you that as long as you marry me, I can never touch their fingers for the rest of my life!"
"Xiaoman, I am from the Song family. I can't control my own marriage. You know this! But I can give you my heart and not give them any gaps."
Song Wenqing roared excitedly, his eyes full of pain
Why does Xiaoman just not understand him and his love as a descendant of the Song family have to be!
Over the years, he has never pretended to be a second woman in his heart. He has tried his best to love her. What else does she want to call him?
Xiaoman was in a dilemma, and those refusal words were stuck in their throats, and they couldn't say it.
To be honest, she didn't have any feelings for Song Wenqing at all, at least she never hated him
On this continent, the two men who treat her best are Qin Feng and the other is Song Wenqing
Qin Feng treats her with a range of good deeds
Although he loves her very much, he doesn't spoil her at all
Whenever something happens, you always have to reason with her first, and you always like to care about her, criticize her, and make fun of her.
Moreover, Song Wenqing's kindness to her can almost be said to be completely unreasonable
For her, Song Wenqing could sacrifice all rules and principles, and just wanted to drown her in his love
I don't know how many women there are, I hope there is a man who loves her so much
But today, she got it, but she wanted to say "no".
I remember when I read novels before, I always saw countless lovers being broken up by national hatred and family hatred.
At that time, I always thought they were too stupid and too cowardly
Now I understand that when I encounter some things, I will make the same choice.
After all, it was impossible for her to let go of her hatred for Song Wenqing's mother and live with her like a family.
After a long time, Xiaoman sighed and said, "General Song, I appreciate your kindness. You already have a wife. I don't want to fill in your house. Just think that Xiaoman has let you down."
"Don't call me General Song again!" Song Wenqing roared wildly, grabbed Xiaoman's shoulder and shook it constantly.
"I hate people calling me General Song the most! I hate the constraints that the Song family brings to me! It is neither right to stand nor sit, nor to sit, no matter how it is!"