Dong Xin Yan's heart sank straight to the bottom, yet she still forced a slight smile, "No, it's okay, after all, I lied, it's normal for Auntie to be angry."
Cheng Ziyang looked at Dong Xin Yan, staring fixedly at her, seeing how clearly upset she was, how clearly she cared, but still forced herself to smile, forced herself to say such words, all to avoid giving him pressure.
His hand, bit by bit, clenched tight, his whole body, as if being pierced by a thousand needles, hurt to the bone.
When he proposed to her, he promised to protect her, to never let her get hurt, to never let her be sad, yet once again, he had failed to protect her, and still let her be hurt.
And this time, it wasn't because of some authority, it was because of his mother.
"Xinxin..."
He opened his mouth, his voice hoarse to the extreme, too ashamed to almost say her name.
"Really, I'm really okay, it was me who did wrong first, so it's okay..."
