"I don't mean anything else by saying these things," Ji Qing sighed, "I know you hate us in your heart, but at this point, all I can hope is that you will keep the promise you made to my husband. Actually, four years really goes by quickly, it'll be over in the blink of an eye. I believe that if at that time you still want to be with Yanyan, then it must be the best state for both of you."
"Auntie," Yan Nansheng spoke in a deep voice, "rest assured, I've said that I would wait for Yanyan for four years, and I definitely will. If I can't wait, then it's just my bad luck. I won't blame anyone, and I don't deserve Yanyan's affection."
Ji Qing looked at him, her brows tightly furrowed.
Having watched Yan Nansheng grow up, to her, Yan Nansheng was handsome, smart, capable... but never quite likable. She preferred someone like her own son who was upright and proper, someone she wouldn't have to worry about taking a wrong turn or doing something wrong—a model young man.
