Actually, Lin Yixun wasn't just speaking casually. The failed marriage with Leng Yixiu had made her completely lose hope. She no longer aspired for love, much less for happiness like ordinary people.
But Ouyang Hao only took her words lightly and mischievously said, "No worries, if you can't get married, I'll take you in, just to make use of waste."
Ouyang Hao's tone was nonchalant, but his words were half-serious, half-joking. Lin Yixun felt a strange sensation in her heart but quickly suppressed it, murmuring, "Mr. Ouyang, please spare me. I don't want to be used as waste. Besides, there are so many beauties waiting for you. It's not worth giving up the entire forest for a piece of waste like me."
"Whether it's worth it or not, that's not for you to decide. If I think it's worth it, then it is."
