Why?
Wei Chengfeng was genuinely stumped by her question, and it took him a long while to regain his composure.
"I don't want to answer that question."
Su Li pursed her lips, gazing at him, then asked again, "Is it because of Qiao Ling?"
"No, it has nothing to do with her."
Wei Chengfeng pulled her closer, kneading her palm, and said, "Qiao Ling doesn't have that much influence over me."
Perhaps she used to, but now, she really wasn't that important anymore.
But those words, Wei Chengfeng held in his mouth, ultimately never spoken.
He was such a cold person, really not accustomed to confiding his feelings to others.
"Not at all? Didn't you marry me because of her initially?"
"That was in the past."
"What about now?"
Wei Chengfeng's voice softened, his eyes conveying heart-shaking tenderness, "Su Li, let's not fight, can't we just live a good life together?"
