Su Yu showed no expression, speaking calmly:
"Wishful thinking."
He indeed didn't like women, even found them repulsive. But Han Jing was his woman, and she would be his only wife, his only woman for this lifetime. Whether he liked her or not was irrelevant; what mattered was, since he had acknowledged her, she was his.
Since she was his, did it mean he had to watch her for a lifetime and never partake?
What a joke, he wasn't stupid, nor was he incapable.
So, this so-called nominal marriage that Han Jing talked about, with no real substance, was purely… nonsense.
Han Jing…
"You, you, no, clarify it, aren't you supposed to know better than I why you married me?" She didn't know the reason; surely, he did, right? But whatever the reason, he better not tell her it's because of feelings because she truly couldn't see any romantic sentiments from Su Yu towards her.
Even if he had feelings for her, Han Jing still thought it was more admiration or protectiveness.
