"Yanyan, when I go back, can I see you often?"
"You... why do you want to see me?"
"Otherwise, I'll miss you."
"..."
As Su Tingyan listened, his voice resonated by her ear, "Don't be like this..."
"Yanyan, can't we date without getting married? Look, your mom is so worried about you."
Su Tingyan's hands loosened, then tightened again, "That would be holding you back."
"How would it hold me back? Even if you were 40 and still didn't want to marry me, couldn't I find another woman?"
"..."
That made a lot of sense.
Forget 40, Lin Xu at 60 could find an 18-year-old, and she wouldn't be lacking suitors.
"Can we just try it out? I absolutely won't rush to get married, nor will I hold back your career."
"I..."
Lin Xu pulled Su Tingyan close and kissed her lips.
In a daze, Su Tingyan once again...
succumbed.
When she woke up, Su Tingyan inwardly cursed.
In the middle of the night, she returned to Gu Zhenzhen's room.
