"..." Listening to the girl's words, Yi Feng's expression changed, becoming extremely complex.
They had only met a few times, and she was asking him to marry her?
He looked at the girl in front of him as if she were a marvel.
"Miss Yin, I have something to do, so I'm going to leave now." The next second, he quickly opened the car door, got in, and prepared to leave.
Looking at Yi Feng, who ran to the car as if escaping, Yin Ruoshui's face showed an injured expression.
Xingyue said that if she truly liked Yi Feng, she could take the initiative to confess her feelings and let him understand her heart.
Her brother always taught her not to mess around with men from outside, and if she liked someone, she must interact with them on the premise of marriage.
But she had spoken so directly, and not only had he not agreed, but he also fled as if escaping...
Did he hate her...
Thinking about it, her heart felt an additional wave of grievance, and tears uncontrollably fell drip by drip.