Warm Pavilion.
The winter sun shone through the red silk curtains, outlining the beauty leaning against the bed in a dreamlike, shimmering play of light and shadow.
She looked down at Huo Mingxu, her lips gently parted: "Mr. Huo... do you like me?"
It was like a thunderclap rolling through the clouds.
Just one simple sentence made Huo Mingxu's whole body tremble, as if an electric current had surged through him, causing his heart to race and his body to flush, even making a layer of sweat appear on his palms.
His Adam's apple bobbed as he slowly lifted his head.
The woman's face was hidden in the shadows, he could only see her exquisite, flawless snow-white chin.
He didn't dare look any longer and hurriedly withdrew his gaze: "I... I like Sister Ling... I've liked her for a very long time! I... I want to marry Sister Ling... I want to marry you, just like my brother-in-law married my sister!"
After saying those few words, his back was completely drenched.
