Zimo stared with wide eyes, looking at Mu Lingchuan in disbelief.
Marriage... Has Mr. Mu lost his mind?
"What? Does this mean you really don't plan to take responsibility?"
Mu Lingchuan also looked at her. Compared to her shock, his face was almost completely expressionless.
"I'm not..." Zimo glared at him, feeling a sense of helplessness rather than anger.
Why is it that every time she talks to Mr. Mu about these things, she ends up with no chance of winning?
Everyone has a mouth, but she just can't argue with him.
"Since you aren't, then... let's just get married." Though she didn't know why Uncle mentioned those two words.
But now, the more Mu Lingchuan thought about it, the more he felt that Uncle's words were right.
Whatever has been done, must be taken responsibility for.
This girl knows nothing about relationships; she believes whatever he says.
Clearly, it's she who suffers the loss, yet she always thinks she owes him.
