CHAPTER 160: CHAPTER 160 SHOWING OFF AND MAKING A FOOL OF ONESELF4_1

A newlywed couple getting two sets of old furniture?!

Zhou Ting’s eyes widened. Perhaps she had never expected this man to be so harsh.

She didn’t like hearing this.

From their few brief encounters, Wan Donglin had always been polite and had never shown this side of himself.

From her upbringing, Zhou Ting vaguely sensed that this rogue was fundamentally different from her.

Even if he had put on a pretense before, his current illness made him reckless.

He remained composed, a smile playing on his lips. "Since things are like this, what right do I have to ask you to make sacrifices for me? Zhou Ting, you need to think about it. If we really get married, you’ll become a widow within three months. Are you willing to do that?"

No way! Absolutely not, a million times over!

Life isn’t a TV drama. In reality, no one would do something that so clearly goes against human nature.

There was silence, but the atmosphere wasn’t awkward.

Between them, they hadn’t yet reached a point where one could be accused of failing the other.

Zhou Ting turned to face the window. Outside the window of the luxurious hospital room, a few trees stood, covered in a blanket of white snow. However, she was in no mood to appreciate the scenery.

After a good while, she turned back to stare at Wan Donglin. "I only want to ask you one question."

"Please ask!"

"If our situations were reversed and I only had two to three months left to live, would you marry me as promised?"

Without a moment’s hesitation, he answered decisively, "Absolutely not!"

Her eyes dimmed.

"Zhou Ting, I don’t love you. So, if our situations were reversed, I would cancel the wedding without hesitation. To marry only to become a widower immediately—that’s not my style, and besides, it’s unlucky. I’m sorry, but I don’t possess such lofty sentiments as to knowingly shackle myself. I can help you find doctors. I can run myself ragged trying to get treatment for your illness, but I won’t marry you. Because that would be utterly foolish and completely unnecessary. Such cheap sympathy would be a meaningless burden for both of us."

Zhou Ting breathed a sigh of relief.

He also seemed relieved.

In this day and age, there’s really no need to put on a tragic show for the sake of face. No one’s going to give you a chastity arch. Besides, Zhou Ting herself is an expert on women’s issues.

The era of women having to complete wedding rites with a rooster by proxy is long gone. That’s a blessing for women.

"Zhou Ting, you don’t need to feel troubled. I’ll handle all the explanations. I absolutely won’t let your reputation suffer any damage."

Zhou Ting was also quite direct. "That’s not what I’m worried about. Donglin, even if we don’t become husband and wife, I still sincerely hope you get better."

He sighed deeply. "How could I not hope for the same?"

"I can help you contact doctors I know. Oh, and my dad has quite a few connections in this area; I’ll ask him to help."

"Thanks, but there’s no need. With this kind of illness, not even God Daluo could help. It doesn’t really matter who treats it. Besides, Lady Liu Daqing also knows plenty of doctors."

Zhou Ting had long known he was flippant and sometimes even referred to his mother by her full name, so she wasn’t surprised.

"In that case, I won’t disturb your rest any longer. If there’s anything you need help with in the future, you can call me anytime."

"Thank you."

Zhou Ting politely took her leave. When Liu Daqing entered, she saw her son had already lain down, looking utterly exhausted.

"Donglin, what did you tell Zhou Ting?"

He looked utterly drained. "We’ve reached an agreement to call off the wedding."