Meng Qingge looked at Ji Wanzhou and frowned. How could she not feel guilty? She felt so guilty.
"I'll take care of you anyway." Meng Qingge looked at Ji Wanzhou with determination.
However, this determination, in Ji Wanzhou's eyes, was an unwillingness to give in, so he lowered his eyes, "No …. Yes, I. "No."
Meng Qingge blinked and asked Ji Wanzhou, "Why?"
"You … Unwilling to give up, unwilling … "Not willing." Ji Wanzhou said word by word, "I …" "No."
When Meng Qingge heard this, she hurriedly denied it. "No, no, no, my heart is also willing. It's all for real."
"No …" "Yes." Ji Wanzhou's tone was firm and cold.
Previously, he had wanted her to stay with him, whether she wanted to or not.
However, Ji Wanzhou believed that one day, Meng Qingge would willingly stay by his side, be his woman, and be his Mrs Ji.
However, Ji Wanzhou didn't know when the day would come, but he was sure that it wasn't now.