“By the way, what did your brother mean? Are you hiding something from me?”
Shen Yixuan narrowed his eyes at the distracted Luo Yaling.
“What did my brother say?” she asked, looking confused.
“I don’t know. Aren’t you clear about it?” He wanted to know what she was hiding.
Luo Yaling paused, then slowly widened her eyes: “Ah! That, actually it’s nothing, just bringing you home. Hehe!”
“Oh?” It was time to take her home and marry her quickly to avoid any improper designs on her.
“Actually, it was originally meant for me, but recently the old man said I just need to find a husband to come home,” she said, looking down like a child who had done something wrong.
Why was he looking at her like that? How could she mention choosing a husband? If it were him, she’d be afraid he’d look down on her. So, she never said anything. She felt it wasn’t her fault.
“So, you’re still choosing a husband now? Or choosing a successor?” he asked.
“Mm.” A successor? She had never thought about it; she was just following her brother’s wishes to find a husband.
Originally, she wanted to find a man to bring home, but her older brother didn’t allow it, so she was slowly choosing. Isn’t Xuan the best candidate? And the ring is already in his hand, so he can’t escape!
“Still choosing?” If she answered yes, he wouldn’t let her off. Finding another man while pregnant? He wouldn’t allow it. Shen Yixuan narrowed his eyes and stared at Luo Yaling, who was laughing.
“Aren’t you here? Why would I need to choose again? Choosing again would be so troublesome!” Luo Yaling blurted out, unaware of the person next to her, whose face was growing darker.
“You mean you’re just using me? If the person beside you wasn’t me, would that mean bringing another man’s child to recognize a different father?”
“This… that…” How could she say that? Luo Yaling’s face turned slightly red, and she looked uncomfortably at Shen Yixuan.
“Have I ever said that I love you?” Shen Yixuan suddenly asked seriously.
“No.” Luo Yaling lowered her head, feeling aggrieved.
