Wang Xiaoshuai didn't immediately respond. First, he opened the courtyard door, took a look around to make sure Liu Meng had run away, and then he closed the door again and returned to the room.
He lifted Li Yufen onto the bed, and just held her quietly, whispering, "Yufen, I've said it many times, in this life even if I die, I'll still cling to you. You can refuse to marry me, but I must make you my woman. Even if I really die, I won't regret it, nor will I blame you."
Upon hearing Wang Xiaoshuai's domineering declaration again, Li Yufen felt the softest part of her heart being touched.
She caressed Wang Xiaoshuai's resolute face and replied softly, "Okay, once Zhou Xiuzhen's seventh-day mourning period has passed, I'll go register our marriage with you. But now you must tell me, did you really sleep with Zhou Xiuzhen? Were you truly in love with her?"