Qin Mofeng paused, his gaze seeming to grow heavier as he spoke in a low voice, "You seem to be only twenty-two years old, aren't you?"
"Yes, twenty-two." Weilan nodded.
"Don't you plan on finding a boyfriend ever?" he asked again, with an added depth in his eyes.
Weilan was taken aback but answered seriously, "No more searching, why would I need a boyfriend? I have a husband."
Her current situation with Lu Hechen was very good, and they had already become intimately close, they were already each other's. Why would she need another man? She didn't need one at all.
Upon hearing Weilan's words, Qin Mofeng became pensive: "If Lu Hechen were still here, what you're saying would make sense, but now that he's gone, why would you inflict such a life of self-sacrifice for him? A lifetime..."
Qin Mofeng did not continue. He felt there were some things that didn't need to be said too explicitly; they were both intelligent people, there was no need to belabor the point.