An Jiancheng listened to his wife's words and relaxed with a smile. "I knew you wouldn't be mad at me, wouldn't drive me away."
Cheng Yujie lowered her eyes, revealing undeniable sadness in them. "…"
An Jiancheng held her in his arms with great guilt. "I know I've wronged you, I've made you suffer."
Cheng Yujie hadn't spoken yet, and tears fell down like raindrops. "I don't even know why I have to endure such humiliation. You disregarded our marriage, ignored our child's upbringing, and cheated. You forced me to divorce and married another woman. You almost got An Ning killed. Why do I still not hate you? Why do I still want to be with you? Do you think I'm being foolish? Do you think people will look down on me?"
"It's my fault, everything back then was my fault!" An Jiancheng repeatedly apologized.
Cheng Yujie wiped her tears. "Actually, I'm not demanding you to divorce. If you can't leave Zhou Shiran, can't leave An Xueqi, you don't have to… you don't have to divorce."
