An Yiqing's voice was clear and resonant, her tone light, yet every word she uttered was full of determination and decisiveness. She is herself, and no one can interfere with her marriage and her life! Even if Li Wanniang has died, even if she were to jump out of the grave, An Yiqing would not fear!
Ah Gang's pupils suddenly contracted, reflecting the image of An Yiqing. That face was clearly as delicate as a flower in a greenhouse, yet her heart could withstand any wind and rain. Ah Gang knew that every word An Yiqing said was true.
For some reason, the more determined An Yiqing was, the more Ah Gang wanted to destroy her mental defenses. It seemed as though bringing An Yiqing to the brink of collapse was what he wanted to do most.
"An Yiqing, even if you don't think about others, you should at least consider your fiancé. Don't forget the oath Li Wanniang swore back then."
