Ling Yiran felt like she was being urged to get married. "Actually... We're pretty much married now," she said. Come to think of it, they were living together now. They were even sleeping in the same bed. They were only one marriage certificate short of being married.
"It's not the same. In the eyes of others, you're still Miss Ling, not Mrs. Yi. I want you to be completely mine, and I’ll also be completely yours," muttered Yi Jinli.
Ling Yiran only felt that Yi Jinli cared too much about the certificate. "Even if you get married, you can still get a divorce."
She just blurted it out.
Yi Jinli's expression immediately changed. His deep eyes darkened immensely. "Do you think even if we get married, we'll get a divorce someday?"
His voice was soft, but in the quiet room, it was very clear to her ears.
His arms, which he had been holding around her, tightened unconsciously. Ling Yiran felt his arms shaking faintly.
"I'm not saying we're going to get a divorce. I just don't think that just because we're married, we belong to each other completely. After all, it's the people who make the decisions, not the papers," Ling Yiran bit her red lip slightly and said to Yi Jinli, "If we love each other, then we belong to each other. If we don't love each other anymore one day, then we no longer belong to each other."
"Will you ever stop loving me?" His stare was burning into her, but his voice was cautious.
She could not help but laugh. "Jin, I can't think of any reason not to love you." He had been so good to her and had done so much for her. He was even willing to fall in love with her when she was at her worst.
'Why would I not love him?' Her love for him had run deep before she knew it.
However, her words made his heart sink a little.
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