To say such words requires courage, abandoning even a girl's reserve.
She doesn't dare to judge how genuine Mo Tingshen's feelings are for her, but for the sake of appearances, she can't afford to dampen the mood. She would never have dared to speak such words before, but with only two days left before they become husband and wife, taking the initiative a bit isn't a big deal.
However, Mo Tingshen didn't immediately respond to her words. Even under the moonlight, his expression remained gentle.
"Manman," he said softly, "Please don't say such things in the future. Let me take you home; it's not safe for you to be alone."
Qiao Man abruptly lifted her head, her eyes tightened as a surge of uncontainable sorrow welled up inside her. She feared that with a blink, tears would fall, so she blinked swiftly several times, trying to hold them back, but it only made her appear more embarrassed.
"We're... about to get married, yet you still want to be distant with me?"
