An Ning's hand momentarily paused, the action clear as day.
Immediately after, Sikong Wuyou continued, "An Ning, do you know now what it means when I gave you this jade pendant?"
An Ning fell silent; the one and only, is it possible?
With his family background, his appearance, his talents!
In this world, where even ordinary men with some assets would have multiple wives and concubines, can he truly remain devoted, committed to one person for a lifetime?
However, in the past life, when she was fifteen, he was already twenty-two, and yet he still hadn't taken a wife.
So, An Ning hesitated.
She clenched her fist, the cold jade held in her palm, causing her heart to slowly undergo a change.
From hesitation to determination, truly making up her mind took only an instant.
Suddenly she dove from the bed, throwing herself into his arms, "Sikong Wuyou, you said the one and only first, so, you can't go back on your word."
