"Ruoqing, you know that I really love you, but you still love me..." Bai Yirui looked at him with a look of nervousness and disbelief. He knew that she still loved him. She was obviously very nervous when he was injured.
When he was hospitalized, she had been with him for two days and two nights. In these two days and two nights, she hadn't had a rest, not even half a step away, and she even ordered takeout.
If she didn't love him, how could she be like this?
Moreover, he knew her well. She believed that things would not change. She knew that she loved him deeply at the beginning.
He felt that since she had made up her mind to marry him, she would not change. She must still love him.
Although six years had passed, he still believed that she still loved him.
"No, I don't love you anymore." Wen Ruoqing's eyes flashed and quickly interrupted him.