Luo Xiaoqian's expression remained very calm.
If it had been before, when she was still in a humbly in love state, facing such questioning from Xu Pei, she might have felt inferior, been at a loss, or become flustered.
But now, Luo Xiaoqian was no longer the Luo Xiaoqian of the past.
"Back then, I too had the same doubts as you, Sister Xu Pei, feeling that I wasn't worthy of Zimo." Luo Xiaoqian took a deep breath, her gaze shifting to the night sky outside the windshield, "Later, I realized that love isn't about a fair exchange at all. It's true that there is a huge gap between Zimo and me, but that doesn't affect the fact that I love him. Of course, to go further with him, I will also strive to improve myself."