Jun Moling suddenly gently grasped her hand, his gaze full of determination and deep affection, "I won't force you, I understand your meaning.
Many times, promises may indeed be hard to trust unreservedly, after all, no one can precisely foresee the future, only by walking through this life can one truly believe them."
Shen Ruoxi slightly lifted her eyes, looking at his deeply affectionate appearance, but for some reason, an indescribable irritability surged in her heart.
He seemed destined to have her in this life, it was precisely his attitude, his actions, his words, like a tangled mess, that unsettled her mind, causing her to think aimlessly.
Shen Ruoxi forcefully tugged her hand, yet failed to break free, her temper flaring in an instant, she angrily said, "What exactly does the Prince wish to discuss with this minister?"
