Zhan Nanjue's footsteps came to a halt.
Ou Yimo continued:
"As long as we get married, I won't go looking for trouble with Gong Shirao. I can keep quiet about her causing my miscarriage, I can publicly say it was accidental, and I can promise not to provoke her in the future."
"I just want you, Azhan. As long as you're by my side, I can give up everything for you, including revenge for our child."
Zhan Nanjue's back stiffened.
Marriage?
His pupils suddenly dilated and then contracted.
"Mar-riage?"
"Yes, marriage," Ou Yimo enunciated each word.
Since she couldn't have love, she at least wanted a legitimate status!
If Zhan Nanjue married her, then there would never be a possibility for him and Gong Shirao. She would be unhappy, and they could never be together. This was her original intention.
Ou Yimo continued:
