Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
But Huang Guoqiang did not consider Qi Liya's condition to be a burden.
He took a step forward and knelt on one knee before the bed. He took her hand and said affectionately, "Do you really think I care about that? If I did, I wouldn't be standing here now."
Qi Liya: "…"
"So you won't be able to have children of your own. There's nothing wrong with that. If you marry me, you'll be the mother to my son. If you don't like him, well, we can adopt a child of our own. It's all up to you."
Huang Guoqiang was no longer as nervous as he had been in the beginning. He grew increasingly confident as he poured his heart out to her, hoping that it would be enough to make her understand how much he loved her.
He was in love with who she was, not one of her organs.
So what if she was missing one of her organs? He would never stop loving her.
Huang Guoqiang had said everything he had to say. He reached into his pocket and fished out a round box.