It was as if someone had clenched his heart.
Qin Zhiyou turned around and was met with her somewhat pitiful gaze.
He felt a bit stifled inside, fully aware that the woman before him had not placed her true feelings upon him. Or to say, even if there were some true feelings, they were far from enough. When she thought about issues, she always analyzed them from the perspective of interests, with logic, clarity, and calmness.
He didn't mind Lu Weixi being a bit more selfish, nor did he mind her having her own pursuits. But, could she not spare a bit of affection for him outside of this? Of course, their relationship was warming up, improving, and they had promised not to give up on their marriage. Perhaps she had grown to like him a bit, but was this liking love?
Maybe with more effort, she would gradually fall in love with him and agree to conceive a child together.
But how long would it take? One year, three years, or yet another five years?