Or was he cold, domineering, and willful on the surface, while secretly being such a shameless guy?
"Xiao Qiao, once we get out, how about we go register our marriage first thing?"
Su Qiao shot him a sideways glance. "Why are you in such a hurry? It's not like I'm going to run away."
"You're so outstanding, so beautiful, and you can even make money. The people pursuing you have lined up from France all the way to China, while the men carrying flowers and rings who want to marry you have lined up from Inner Mongolia to the Northeast. How could I not be in a hurry?"
To successfully bring her home, Feng Han was pulling out all the stops, throwing out sweet words without the slightest hesitation.
As he spoke, he sighed somewhat dejectedly. "Actually, my family situation isn't all that complicated. It's pretty cliché."
"My mother and my old man were in an arranged marriage. It's just that the old man didn't love my mother, while my mother fell in love with him."
"Not long after my mother gave birth to me, the old man regretted it and went back to find his first love. The two rekindled their old relationship and even had a child behind my mother's back."
"When my mother found out, she was pregnant. While arguing with the old man, she fell down the stairs. Two lives were lost, and she died right before my eyes."
Su Qiao had known that his experience couldn't have been pleasant, but this was far too tragic.
His biological mother had died right before his eyes, and the person who had caused the tragedy was his own father.
"How old were you then?"
"Over five, but not yet six." Now that he was bringing up those matters