"Never had I imagined nor entertained the idea of being with someone. Yet now, whenever I think about my future—you're always a part of it."
While it might not carry much weight for the man in front of her, for Jiang Yue, it meant a whole lot more because everytime she thinks about her future after she's avenged her family, there was nothing—it was just blank.
Yet now she could see herself living the rest of her life with him.
Luo Zhelan who was already entranced by her, felt as if his heart had been struck by a truck, racing at her words.
Jiang Yue couldn't help but arch a brow when she saw him abruptly lower his head. "Are you okay?" she asked, concern evident in her voice, almost reaching out her hand to check his temperature, fearing his fever might spike once again.
Luo Zhelan looked up and cautioned in a deep voice, "Be mindful of your words; they make me want to kiss you right now."