Choice? Marriage? Shen Lang, Do You Love Me?

"Shen Lang, have I fallen in love with you?" Dongfang Bingling inquired once again.

Yang Dingtian was stupefied and had shaken his head, instinctively, "I-I don't know."

He truly had no idea. However, he had always felt that Dongfang Bingling would never fall in love with anyone because she would never place any man in her eyes at all.

As the No.1 genius in these 400 years, she didn't even place her unrivaled father, Dongfang Niemie, in her eyes at all. As for Zhu Hongxue, she completely looked down on him.

This woman was at the extreme end of arrogance and was formidable. Therefore, this kind of woman would practically not fall in love with any man because there wasn't any man that could adore and look up to.

However, this sort of woman lacked love.

In her dream, she had taken care of Yang Dingtian for almost a month. She had bathed him, gave him a massage, and taken care of him as if he were an infant.