Zhang Xiaoxi should be twenty-four or twenty-five this year. In a few more years, she'd be considered a "leftover woman" who has passed the usual age for marriage—something not to be taken lightly.
He straightforwardly asked, "I admit, I have feelings for you, and you must have some feelings for me too, right?"
Zhang Xiaoxi's heart suddenly pounded; Wang Ye had actually admitted that he liked her!
As for herself, she of course also liked Wang Ye and simply nodded in agreement.
But Wang Ye added, "However, you know I'm already engaged. No matter how the outside world views my relationship with Rossiyana—be it a political alliance or a trade of interests—we are definitely going to get married unless something unexpected happens. So, I can give you many things, but the one thing I cannot offer you is marriage and a family. Have you thought about that?"