A Way

"No!" Song Qingshu refused outright. "I want you to be my lover for the rest of my life, not merely for these few days."

"A lifetime is absolutely impossible!" Huang Rong was equally resolute. "If that is the case, I'll tell Jing Gege everything directly. I believe he won't blame me. Even if you kill us, we'll still be a pair of lovebirds who share the same fate."

Seeing the determination in her eyes, Song Qingshu sighed. "Fine. Ten years, then. In ten years, I should be able to seek you openly and honorably. We won't need to sneak around anymore."

"One year!" Huang Rong lifted her chin and stared at him stubbornly.

Song Qingshu frowned. "Three years!"

Seeing that Huang Rong still wanted to say something, Song Qingshu said coldly, "This is my bottom line. You should know that I could simply refuse all these conditions."

Huang Rong's face shifted between pale and flushed, clearly caught in an intense inner struggle. Song Qingshu spoke at the right moment, "Rong'er, you're overthinking this. I have so many things to deal with now, constantly traveling between different states. At most, I'll only have time to come see you once or twice a year. Do you really find that frequency so difficult to accept?"

Huang Rong knew he was not lying. If an ordinary man had a beauty like her as his lover, he might cling to her side every day. But Song Qingshu was different from ordinary men. He harbored great ambitions and was certainly not the kind of man content to drown in the pleasures of romance. Besides, he had so many fairy-like lovers around him already, leaving him even less time to seek her out.

"Fine, three years it is. But you must promise me that when you come