Wu Mengting's sudden attack indeed caught Chen Feng off guard.
In his heart, at least for now, he wasn't willing to completely cut ties with other women, and it'd probably be the same two years from now.
As for marrying her, he didn't have any desire for that now, and whether he'd have such a desire two years later was also uncertain.
But one thing was certain, he was very reluctant to get engaged to her by the end of the year.
Facing Wu Mengting's persistent gaze, Chen Feng sighed inwardly and finally said, "I can't give you any promises about things two years from now. In fact, I haven't even moved on from my first failed marriage, so I'm somewhat resistant to the idea of us getting engaged by the end of the year."
As soon as Chen Feng said this, Wu Mengting's expression changed, tears immediately filled her beautiful eyes, but her gaze still focused on Chen Feng, stubbornly.
Seeing her like this, Chen Feng felt a twinge of heartache, but he still held back.
