Looking at Lori, who had fallen asleep in his arms, a complex emotion flickered through Chen Feng's eyes.
To be honest, when they first met, he was indeed attracted by Lori's appearance and temperament.
After all, Lori was the kind of beautiful and generous woman men tend to adore.
As a normal man, Chen Feng naturally felt the same.
However, after learning about Lori's background, Chen Feng stepped back.
He knew that he and Lori were not meant to be on the same path.
Lori's family, rumored to have a hundred years of heritage, was ancient and powerful, with significant influence in Europe.
And Lori, as a daughter of this family, becoming a mercenary was purely her personal hobby.
Such a girl, no matter how beautiful and excellent she was, her family would always be a formidable mountain in her way.
The stronger the family, the more complicated its rules, and the more they insisted on equal social status in marriage.
Chen Feng knew that he could not meet that standard.
