Fu Yan's face was unsightly as he practically dragged Liu Qingyin up: "You may not cherish it, but I insist that you do!"
Liu Qingyin's face flushed red, her voice caught in her throat. It took her a while to shout back: "Fu Yan, are you sick in the head?!"
"If Fu Yan is sincere, then he shouldn't just talk the talk. Since he's fond of Liu Qingyin, he might as well propose to her and take her home to care for her for a lifetime. That's what true sincerity is," Ding Ye, who was watching, interjected timely.
Fu Yan felt Ding Ye made sense, and immediately went down on one knee, "Qingyin, marry me. Once you're my wife, I will treat you well for a lifetime."
Liu Qingyin was stunned by this abrupt turn of events and desperately wanted to flee, but who knew that Fu Yan would cling to her thigh stubbornly: "Qingyin, I truly like you very much. Ever since we've been together, I have been preserving myself for you. Give me a chance to take care of you and give you a home..."
