Zhou Heng gave a slight smile and said, "Good!"
He naturally didn't mind marrying this exceptional beauty rarely seen in the world. Beauties like Mei Yixiang and Bai Feifei, perhaps a few might appear in a grand empire, but Ying Mengfan was definitely a peerless jewel that would emerge perhaps only every few decades, or even a century.
Zhou Heng never denied his strong possessive desire; from the time Ying Mengfan followed him out of the Ying family, he had already considered her his woman.
But that didn't mean he wanted to possess her right now.
The Mysterious Yin Physique indeed had a strong allure for him, but Ying Mengfan's pitiful intelligence also constantly reminded him that "bullying" such a grown girl really wasn't a decent thing to do.
He wasn't a good man, but neither was he a despicable one.
Ying Mengfan giggled cheerfully, a child satisfied with just a few words. She sat down beside Zhou Heng, resting her chin on his shoulder and softly humming a tune.