At this point, Li Yuntang paused in his deep voice, behind his seemingly indifferent demeanor, a hint of well-concealed tenderness lingered, "Although it was a decision made long ago, I had intended to wait for you to say it first, then give you a surprise."
On the other end of the phone, Yan Xiaye was stunned for a full minute.
Her mind buzzed as if half a century had passed, and it took her great effort to find her voice again, hoarse as she spoke, "What were you... waiting for me to say?"
"Of course, I was waiting for you to realize your own heart and ask me not to marry any other woman."
The man's tone was so matter-of-fact, Yan Xiaye's heart quivered, and she unconsciously held her breath.
Even in the most unrealistic of dreams, she never considered brazenly making such an inevitably rejected request, yet she had not anticipated that Li Yuntang would actually be interested in waiting for her to bring it up.
"What if I really said it, how would you respond to me?"