Even if she had once been mistreated and betrayed, she would immediately forget what the person had done once they became miserable... Thinking of this, Yan Sijue felt a bitterness in his heart, along with a flood of pain and guilt. He held her tightly and let out a nearly inaudible sigh.
In that instant, Mu Yiliang suddenly understood and saw through the man's gaze... It was worry, and deep-seated fear hidden in his eyes!
These days, they still chatted and laughed like normal. Every day she saw this man's smiling face, never noticing that the worry and fear in his eyes had never faded.
What was he worrying about, what was he afraid of?
Was he worried that she hadn't let go of Ye Moran's death and the child's matter? But she acted just fine; she truly no longer cared, so why didn't he believe her?
Mu Yiliang felt a little blocked in her heart, yet she knew that some things weren't a matter of belief.
