"The Prince is of high nobility, and I am but a mere peasant girl. Perhaps I might be presumptuous, but considering the Prince's stature, there really is no need for you to be like this with me. All I want…" Lin Ziyin's tone was less angry and indignant than before, carrying a hint of bitter resignation as she tried to be honest with Chu Suifeng.
"What do you want?" Chu Suifeng coldly asked her, his harsh gaze unwavering.
"All I wish for is someone to cherish me, who would share life's hardships and endure the storms of life with me. Someone who would be with me forever, without any distance created by family background, wealth or other issues," Lin Ziyin lifted her head to look at him, "I am a clean freak, I won't share a husband with anyone else."
The last sentence was said softly.