Last time he told her, "I've only ever had one woman," but he didn't name her by name.
Instead, he looked at her with a naive look, which made her couldn't help but think that the woman he was referring to was her, Lin Qianqian.
But he didn't say it after all, so she chose to ignore what he said.
This time, he directly said, "I will treat you as my woman, my only woman from beginning to end."
She, Lin Qianqian, is the only woman for Yan Mubei.
He said it.
He stated his meaning so straightforwardly, without ambiguity or beating around the bush.
Lin Qianqian's heart was beaten so hard that it could not help but beat erratically, her breathing became awkward, and her body became stiff.
She slowly closed her eyes, and a flash of pain flashed across her beautiful face.
So what if it’s the only one?
He and she are basically people from two different worlds, with different personalities and constant quarrels. So what if they are the only ones?
He has countless women outside. He doesn't regard those women as his women, so what does he regard them as?
Trash that can be eaten and thrown away?
What about her?
In the future, he will no longer love her and believes that her fate will be the same as those women.
Lin Qianqian couldn't help but sneered, feeling that the man's definition of my woman was ridiculous.
What's even more ridiculous is that she almost believed what he said.
When they were passionately in love, he could fool around with Chai Jiao while loving her, and he didn't even feel that he was wrong.
What did he tell her at that time?
He said that this was just for fun, not to mention the men in this world, men in this world all hug each other, one at home, and a few outside.
As long as he gives his love to her, Lin Qianqian, that's fine. As long as he only has her in his heart and his body doesn't have to be alone with her.
Ha, what a confident statement.
Like a sharp knife, it stabbed her heart, causing blood to flow like a river.
When she was hurt the most, she swore to God that she would never love him again in this life.
I will never fall in love with this scumbag Yan Mubei again, only to cause sorrow.
In this case, why should she be tempted again and let him hurt her sincerity again?
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She didn't speak or struggle to walk away, which made Yan Mubei's heart beat faster and he became uneasy.
I remember that the last time he confessed to her, he mentioned their marriage, and she rejected him so stubbornly and disgustedly.
It was as if he was the scum she despised the most and didn't deserve her at all.
If it had been any other woman, he would have walked away long ago and never paid attention to her again.
But...this person is her.
Lin Qianqian.
A little woman whom he fell in love with at first sight, fell deeply in love with, and pampered with all kinds of love.
He gave her his heart, so how could he be willing to die in vain?
She didn't speak, and he was waiting for her with excitement in his heart.
So he didn't speak either.
For a moment, the large living room was eerily silent.
After a while, he finally couldn't bear the torment of silence and held her hand harder and harder.
With a strong tug, he pulled her into his arms, surrounded her whole body from behind, and trapped her forcefully.
His head was lowered, resting on the top of her hair, and his arms were so strong that they passed around her shoulders on both sides, crossing each other and hugging her chest.
So intimate, so heart-pounding.
Her back was pressed against his chest, and she could clearly feel his heartbeat, beating her again and again.
Then her back felt hot, her face also felt hot, and her heartbeat followed his.