Pei Yan didn't demand that Mei Wanying stay by his side. Instead, he asked her not to send him away.
He, who had always been so dominant, abandoned his offensive and even revealed a vulnerable side.
Pei Yan loosely wrapped his arm around Mei Wanying's waist, wishing he could meld her into his very bones.
'Never to be separated again.'
He could hold off on demanding a formal title, as long as Mei Wanying didn't send him away again.
Before Mei Wanying could flare up in anger, Pei Yan quickly retracted his arm.
"It's time for Lingling to have her milk."
He was letting Mei Wanying leave of his own accord.
He seemed like a completely different person from the man who had cornered her just moments before.
Mei Wanying returned to the Mei Mansion, her mind still in a bit of a daze. She couldn't believe Pei Yan had been so reasonable.
The more she thought about it, the less she believed he'd had a change of heart. 'He must be up to something else.'
