"Don't talk about it." Lin Xuemei covered Li Wenlong's mouth. "Men should be responsible for what they have done. Since you promised Confucius, you must be responsible for Jiayi. Moreover, Jiayi is a good girl. Such a girl is very suitable for being a wife. She has no madness like a modern girl. Even if she grew up in such a family, there are no other girls. The willfulness of generations is the most precious and most important thing. You are of the same age, and I..." Lin Xuemei grinned bitterly. "I'm much older than you. It's a mistake for us to be together."

"Sister Lin, love has no boundaries."...