C421 The Concession of Jing Driyuan

I don't know how long this silence lasted, but Jing Liyao still lacked patience. Suppressing the tears in her eyes, Jing Liyao stared at the wound on his back. She said, "My family knows about this. I don't want to force you to marry me, but... can you give me an identity? Five years, five years later, we will part ways..