508, In this world, there aren't so many coincidences.

She looked at Song Qinghuan, her clear eyes filled with confusion, uncertainty, and hesitation.

Slightly taken aback, Song Qinghuan quickly responded with a gentle smile, nodding seriously, "Of course he's sincere. Annuo has always liked you, so of course he would sincerely want to marry you."

"Don't lie to me," Han Qianqian's eyes were brimming with unrest, uncertainty. "I might take it seriously."

Song Qinghuan laughed lightly, "Why would I deceive you... everyone knows about Annuo's feelings for you. I believe you're also aware of this, otherwise, you wouldn't have chosen Annuo."

Han Qianqian chuckled a bit, hesitated about speaking, as if struggling to find the right words. Despite that, she remained silent.

She just gave a faint smile to Song Qinghuan, and as she was laughing, tears began to flow.