After a while, under Meng Chuyue's gentle pushing, Shen Ci reluctantly let her go and took the opportunity to embrace her, whispering, "Is my background so terrible that you decided to comfort me first?"
Meng Chuyue was amused by his words, "No, no, I was just mesmerized by your good looks, so remember to always look this good. Who knows, if you turn ugly one day, I might change my heart."
Shen Ci lifted his delicate, jade-like fingers and gently pressed them on the dimples of her pretty face, then leaned forward to kiss them separately, laughing, "Got it, I'll strictly adhere to your demands. But tell me about my background first."
Meng Chuyue nodded, her smile fading, "Aunt Wei Lan told me that I must wait until you change your impulsive nature before I reveal your family secrets to you.
