Shocking! Five men are in love with the same woman!

For the next ten days, Lingyan and Wenze stayed together.

He has completely tasted the sweetness of it.

And at this moment, he finally had a definite answer to that question.

He didn't enjoy it; he was simply hopelessly infatuated with her.

This inability to extricate oneself is not only physical, but also psychological.

So on the evening of the fifteenth, the two had just finished their conversation and bathed.

The dim candlelight flickered gently in the breeze, casting dappled shadows on the bed curtains.

Lingyan, dressed in a plain white undergarment, lay quietly on her back in the center of the bed.

Her long, ink-black hair was scattered on the pillow, with a few strands playfully resting on her beautiful cheeks.

Wen Ze lay on his side, supporting his forehead with his hand, his gaze never leaving Ling Yan.

At this moment, his eyes were full of sincerity and expectation.

His gaze was fixed on Lingyan's eyes, and he spoke softly yet firmly, "Are you willing to come back to Dongling with me? After all, you have lost both your parents and have no relatives. You are all alone and have no attachments. From now on, I am willing to be your support, protect you, and accompany you for the rest of your life."

Lingyan was not surprised that he knew Jiajia so well.

After all, if a dancer from the Great Zhao suddenly appeared and approached him, he would definitely have to investigate.

Jiajia's identity information was kept very clean, so he couldn't find anything wrong with it.

She was still surprised that he actually wanted to take her back to Dongling.

So she pretended to think for a moment, then bit her lip and whispered, "But I don't want to be a concubine."

Wenze smiled gently after hearing this, "I'm not asking you to be my concubine, but to be my wife, to share the joys and sorrows of the world with me, and to weather the storms and hardships together."

Upon hearing this, Ling Yan's eyes widened instantly, her long eyelashes fluttering gently like butterfly wings.

She raised her head with lightning speed, her gaze meeting Wenze's eyes directly.

His eyes were filled with undisguised shock and surprise.

This time it wasn't an act; it was for real.

Moreover, she clearly saw an extremely serious and sincere light in his deep eyes.

Their eyes met, and Wenze's gaze remained unwavering and unwavering.

His resolve was as firm as a rock, as if no force in the world could shake his determination at that moment.

His gaze was like a blazing flame, burning straight into Lingyan's heart, making her truly feel the solemn promise given by the man before her.

He wasn't joking; he genuinely wanted to marry her.

After a moment, Lingyan composed herself and asked incredulously, "Wife? Could it be that what you meant by taking responsibility, sir, was marrying Jiajia?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Ze remained calm and looked directly at Ling Yan with an open and honest gaze.

He spoke slowly, his voice steady and sincere: "I don't want to hide it from you. When I said this before, I didn't mean to marry you. I only wanted to take you as a concubine. I have always felt that taking a concubine before I marry my wife is a disservice and disrespect to my future wife. Therefore, I have never had any concubines by my side for a long time."

“I have always adhered to this self-discipline, just so that I can give my wife the respect and cherish she deserves in the future. But that night, the situation was critical, and my life was hanging by a thread. All the etiquette and restraint had to be thrown to the back of my mind. I could only follow my instincts, and this behavior inevitably offended the young lady.”

"At that time, the only way I could think of to make amends was to take you as my concubine. Although I knew that this would violate my promise to my future wife, I had no other choice but to silently pray for my future wife's understanding."

At this point, his eyes were filled with fervor and determination, as if two flames were burning within them, and he said, "However, although the time we've spent together is still short, you have already stirred my heart, and our feelings are intertwined and hard to separate. So now, I am no longer willing to be a concubine and demean you. I only hope that you will marry me, walk hand in hand with me, and spend the rest of our lives together. Are you willing?"

After speaking, he gently grasped Lingyan's hand, as if conveying his determination and deep affection.

This time, Lingyan was truly surprised.

Could it be that he actually developed feelings for her?

At this moment, Ling Yan tilted her head slightly, her starry eyes filled with a hint of inquiry, and she asked softly, "Does Your Excellency truly like me, and not just covet my beauty?"

Her gaze was fixed on Wenze, as if trying to dig out the deepest truth from his expression.

Upon hearing this, Wen Ze's eyes became deep and intense, and he met Ling Yan's gaze without hesitation.

His gaze was as firm as a towering mountain, and he replied with a resounding voice: "Yes, it is precisely because I truly love you that I want to marry you. To me, you are not just attractive because of your appearance. Every smile, every gesture of yours has been deeply etched into my heart. I long to spend every day and night with you and write our own story together. Are you willing?"

After he finished speaking, his hands unconsciously clenched slightly, revealing a hint of nervousness and anticipation in his heart.

Upon hearing this, Lingyan scrutinized her closely, her gaze sharp and intense.

Her eyes, like lively flames, danced and wandered across Wenze's face.

From his sincere and deep eyes to his slightly pursed lips with a firm curve.

She glanced at everything, from his straight nose to his Adam's apple, which rose and fell slightly with nervousness.

She saw the frankness and passion in his eyes, a genuine expression of emotion that could not be faked.

In that brief moment of contemplation, time seemed to stand still, and the surrounding air became quiet and heavy.

Finally, the doubts in Lingyan's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a complex expression.

She believed him to be telling the truth.

He truly fell in love with her.

And she kept thinking of reasons to reject him.

The main reason was that she really didn't expect him to have fallen in love with her.

Wasn't their relationship just a fleeting affair?

Lingyan then gently declined, saying, "I am deeply grateful for your kindness, but my status is as lowly as grass. I was born in a humble alley and have lived a life of poverty since childhood. I have never learned the arts, nor am I versed in the manners of a lady from a prominent family. You, on the other hand, come from a distinguished family, are highly talented, hold a high position, and are adorned with honors. I am truly unworthy of you and fear that I would be criticized by the world and tarnish your reputation."

After saying this, Lingyan deliberately shook her head slightly, her face showing bitterness.

Upon hearing this, Wenze leaned forward and eagerly grasped Lingyan's arms with both hands.

With a burning gaze and rapid speech, he said, "My affection for you is solely for you as a person, and has nothing to do with status or position. I only wish to find someone who shares my heart to spend the rest of my life with. Your appearance is like a beacon in the dark night, captivating my heart and soul. How could I possibly be deterred by your status?"

Lingyan raised her eyes, still showing worry, and continued in a low voice, "Although you don't care about status, I have been with other men before, so I am impure. You are innocent, how can you tolerate this?"

Upon hearing this, Wenze replied loudly without hesitation, "Now that I have chosen you, the past is just a passing cloud. What I value is the real you in front of me, not the so-called chastity and empty reputation of the world. So don't use that as an excuse to reject me. I don't care."

What should I do? How can I refuse?

This person is so deeply affectionate that he doesn't care about these things.

She could only try to win him over psychologically.