"Xiaoqing, I'm not joking, I'm serious. I've thought it over carefully, and I'm willing to marry you, truly willing."
Chu Xinqing stared blankly for a few seconds, not with joy, but with a face full of bitterness.
She raised her hand and pushed him away from her.
"If you think this counts as compensation for me, it's unnecessary. I don't want your pity!"
"Why don't you understand!" Qiao Liang raised his hand to hold her shoulder, "Do you really think I'm doing this out of pity?"
Chu Xinqing raised her face.
"Otherwise, are you going to say you like me?"
Qiao Liang bit his lip.
"That's right, I like you!"
Chu Xinqing just shook her head.
"Aliang, stop talking, I know you treat me well, but what I want isn't this kind of kindness. I want love, pure love between a man and a woman, you don't have to force yourself."
