“I completely understand why you say you don’t want to get married. Maybe some of my answers have made you misunderstand.” Shen Jingshao looked at her and said softly, “I didn’t explain myself clearly. It was my fault.”

Wen Yixing was a little confused by what he said, and she subconsciously retorted, "No..."

"I want to get married, but I only want to be with you, I only want to marry you, I don't want to marry anyone else."

Shen Jingshao looked into her eyes and spoke earnestly.

"If you don't want to get married, we won't get married. As long as I'm with you, I never feel like it's a waste of time."

This time, her sudden departure and breakup were indeed not entirely well thought out, but Wen Yixing never expected that Shen Jingshao would take all the blame upon himself.

Before Wen Yixing could react, Shen Jingshao continued, "My family is quite well-off. We own more than a dozen properties and dozens of cars in Beijing. My parents have a harmonious relationship and are in good health. They won't interfere too much in my affairs."

Wen Yixing was a little confused: "Huh?"

"I should be the best one among your potential blind date partners."

Shen Jingshao stared at her with his deep eyes, speaking each word earnestly.

"So, please don't break up, okay?"

After so many days of calm, Wen Yixing's emotions have calmed down enough.

She thought for a moment, then looked into Shen Jingshao's eyes and said softly, "Shen Jingshao, I do like you a little, but I probably don't like you like me as much as you do."

"This liking is not enough for me to give up my career and my future."

"Having gone through a failed marriage, I may never be able to love someone wholeheartedly again, nor will I ever give up myself for anyone."

"Our love may never be equal, but even so, will you still stay with me?"

Wen Yixing spoke calmly, which was what she wanted Shen Jingshao to understand.

Their getting together from the very beginning was too absurd and too fast.

Wen Yixing knew very well that in this relationship, Shen Jingshao was the one who took the initiative most of the time, while she was the one who passively accepted.

She believed that Shen Jingshao could also sense that their feelings for each other were not equal.

She may never love him the way he loved her.

The price of love is too high; experiencing it once is enough.

Upon hearing her say that, Shen Jingshao smiled.

Wen Yixing looked at him with some confusion.

Shen Jingshao sat upright, as if he were in his conference room, not in the living room.

He looked at her and slowly said, "I never imagined that you would like me the way I like you."

"The feelings I've given are all voluntary. You don't have to like me just because I like you." After thinking for a moment, Shen Jingshao added, "Just a little bit of liking me is enough."

Wen Yixing understood what Shen Jingshao meant.

She remained silent for a long while before nodding, "You are indeed the most suitable."

Shen Jingshao was slightly taken aback. After realizing what was happening, he smiled and then suddenly stood up.

Wen Yixing was still staring blankly at the mung bean ice cream on the table when she suddenly noticed a shadow looming over her.

She looked up, and the next second, Shen Jingshao grabbed her waist and lifted her up in his arms.

She has lost a lot of weight now, and to him, her weight is negligible.

Wen Yixing lost one of her slippers, which fell to the ground with a thud.

Shen Jingshao didn't care at all and carried her forward.

Wen Yixing patted his shoulder and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

She didn't dare to speak loudly, after all, Fang Jingyao and Li Hongmei were still upstairs.

If they came down and saw this scene, Wen Yixing could already imagine how she would feel.

Shen Jingshao didn't say anything. He took long strides and carried her directly to the nearby kitchen where no one was.

He closed and locked the door with practiced ease.

Hearing a click, Wen Yixing looked up at him.

Worried that she might be uncomfortable, Shen Jingshao placed her on the table, bracing himself against her sides and holding her close in his arms.

Wen Yixing patted his shoulder, trying to get him to move back a bit.

But Shen Jingshao wouldn't budge, and Wen Yixing couldn't push him away either.

Shen Jingshao leaned closer, smiled, and looked deeply into her with his dark eyes, asking knowingly, "You agreed, didn't you?"

Wen Yixing paused for a moment, then looked up at him: "What do you think?"

"You're my girlfriend now." A smile played on Shen Jingshao's eyes as he gazed at her tenderly. "We're dating, aren't we?"

If you insist on making her admit it, Wen Yixing's rebellious nature kicks in, and she simply won't say anything.

She turned her head away from him, but Shen Jingshao leaned in and kissed her on the lips.

Having just eaten mung bean shaved ice, a faint fragrance of mung beans lingered on her lips.

He had only intended to give her a simple kiss, but once he touched her lips, Shen Jingshao couldn't resist.

Before she could speak, Shen Jingshao reached out, gently turned her head back, lowered his eyes, and kissed her again.

All the heartache and sadness of the past few days seem to have melted away into a puddle of water.

Wen Yixing felt a slight pain on the tip of her tongue from his bite. She was a little angry and bit his lip hard.

When Wen Yixing heard Shen Jingshao gasp, she realized that she had used too much force, and both of them tasted a faint metallic taste of blood in their mouths.

Wen Yixing tugged at his hair, and Shen Jingshao leaned back and slowly let go of her.

There was obvious blood on his lips; he had actually bitten them open.

Before Wen Yixing could speak, he wiped his lips with his thumb.

Wipe the blood off your lips directly.

Those dark eyes stared at her for a long time before bending down and pressing closer.

Like receiving a lost treasure, Shen Jingshao's kiss wasn't as fierce this time.

The kisses were gentle, one after another.

It wasn't until she heard someone coming downstairs that Wen Yixing nudged his shoulder and whispered, "It must be Yao Yao coming down."