After discussing official matters, Xiao Chen looked into Zhan Lan's eyes and asked, "Are you sure you want to marry Mu Yan?"
Zhan Lan was eating an orange, pondering the question. The sour-sweet taste exploded in her mouth as she pursed her lips and said, "It seems I've somehow decided without realizing it."
"Having experienced what happened in your past life, do you still believe in love?" Xiao Chen asked tentatively.
Zhan Lan smiled, "I don't believe that love can last a lifetime, but maybe I'm just greedy. Right now, I'm just enjoying the present; he loves me, and I love him, that's all."
She played with the orange peel and said with downcast eyes, "If one day he stops loving me, I might be sad for a few days, but it's not a big deal. Life has so many interesting things; why focus solely on love?"
Zhan Lan's expression was somewhat desolate; she still couldn't believe someone could love her for a lifetime unless she experienced it herself.