"I am going to Vienna because I want to improve myself, to be able to stand confidently by your side! You've made me feel increasingly insecure!"
Li Qingshen turned his back to Ling Momo, his face extremely unkind, his eyes gloomy and heavy. He pursed his lips tightly.
His hand clenched into a fist, tightened, relaxed, finally tightened again, and his tall figure suddenly turned around.
As Ling Momo watched him turn, she felt as if something deep inside her had completely shattered. Her gaze was filled with panic, and she instinctively opened her mouth, blurting out, "Qingshen, I'm not your accessory, I want to be your wife. If you truly love me, give me this chance, let me go to Vienna, let me become outstanding and perfect, let me stand firm. Qingshen, do you know? The time I've spent with you has been the happiest period of my life. But the happier something is, the more it scares me..."
