Song Yansheng listened to Shi Nuan's words and nodded with a smile: "Nuannuan thought it through well. Right now, A Zheng's engagement is indeed the best choice!"
Shi Nuan said: "It's not that I thought it through; it's just that reality is right here..."
Pausing for a moment, she continued: "In the face of reality, people are actually very fragile, extremely fragile!"
"Is that so?" Song Yansheng put away the knife in his hand, started the fire under the pot, and said, "But I still believe that man can conquer nature. You must know, the reason I've come this far is because I never believed in reality, nor in so-called fate!"
"Sizzle~" as he poured oil into the pan. The golden oil slowly heated up in the pan and eventually boiled!
Song Yansheng asked: "Nuannuan, who do you believe in, me or so-called reality?"
...
Shi Nuan once believed in the cruelty of so-called reality, yet she was unwilling to bow down before it.
