Xinying felt that anyone could ask this question, but Yan Ye definitely would not.
But Yan Ye did ask.
"Do we really need to care about what others think about us? As long as I feel you love me, that's all that matters." Xinying looked at him seriously, so she seriously responded, "Did someone say something to you? Ji Fan?"
Yan Ye didn't want to mention the name Ji Fan.
"Yingying, I liked you first, then we had our son, and now, because I still like you, we have our daughter... All of this is based on my liking you." Yan Ye knew Xinying would understand his words and believed she would understand even if he didn't say them.
But he still wanted to clarify his feelings to her.
Xinying knew this was Yan Ye's confession.
But why did his confession sound so creepy?
Her lips trembled a bit, her voice tiny as a mosquito's: "So, if you continue to like me, we might have another child, a son, and if you keep liking me, another child, a daughter..."
Yan Ye: "..."
