Su Yan looked at the serious expression on his face, and her heart slightly wavered.
If she were pure and clean, how would she bear to let go of his hand willingly?
But there's no 'if'. The cruel reality is right in front of her; she is already tainted.
The hand hanging by her side involuntarily clenched, then relaxed, clenched again, repeating this cycle until her heart was in turmoil.
Shen Chizheng pulled her into his arms, his chin resting on her soft hair.
His voice was clear, "I don't care what happened in your past; I only need to know that the person you've always loved is me, and that's enough."
Su Yan raised her hand, wanting to hug him, but her hands felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, unable to lift.
She wanted to end it; after last night's events, she truly never considered starting over with him.
But now, with Shen Chizheng saying this, she really... couldn't refuse.
"He divorced you, right? Then let's get married."
