Ning Shu's heart seemed to have stopped beating. He stared wide-eyed at the man before him.

He seemed like a stranger, the stern and imposing Lord Yan before him.

Li Yan just lowered his head, stared at him, and said in a low voice, "I don't need an answer from you right now." He paused, and continued, "Ningning, give me five years. If after five years, you haven't fallen in love with me, I'll let you go...."

A man's warm breath blew against the young man's skin.

Ning Shu felt unprecedented helplessness. Li Yan's pair of dark and deep eyes stared at him, never leaving for a moment.

He couldn't help but purse his lips and look away.

When she saw Li Yan's bandaged hands, her heart suddenly felt like it was being covered by something, a dull ache.

The forgotten Li Che finally spoke, he interjected with a blank expression, a little awkwardly: "...Thank you for saving father."

Li Yan retracted his gaze and exchanged a look with his son, coldly stating, "He is my lover, you don't need to thank me."

Li Che: "....... "

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