"Yining, now that you've broken up with that man, could you consider me?" Jiang Chenxi said earnestly.
Yining sighed with a headache, "Chenxi, I've already said it, we're not suitable for each other, in every way."
"Do you think it's because I'm unmarried, and marrying me would burden me?" Jiang Chenxi asked. "If you really mind that much, I can go find a woman to register with right now, and divorce her the next day. That way, with you having a child and me being divorced, we would be even."
Seeing that he was so serious about it, Yining was afraid he would actually do it and quickly stopped him, "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore, Chenxi. Isn't it good if we just remain friends?"
Jiang Chenxi's gaze grew intense, "No, it's not good. I don't want to be your friend. I want to be your husband, Haohao's father. Yining, I called you out today just to ask you one thing, just tell me the truth."
Yining looked at him, her eyes questioning.