"Senior…" Cheng Anya wanted to push him away, but he hugged her even more tightly. She secretly had a wry smile in her heart. Senior was so unexpected tonight.
Was it the appearance of Ye Chen that disrupted senior's serenity?
"You don't have to speak. Just listen to me." Yang Zekun hugged her tightly, as if he was trying to rub the fragrant body that he had loved and been tortured by for the past seven years into his flesh and blood so that they would no longer be separated.
"Anya, I love you. God can testify that I love you. I don't care about Ning Ning. When I fell in love with you, I already knew about Ning Ning. But does it matter? I once thought of giving up. I've played a very difficult game and could never pass the last stage. I thought that I could give up on you if I passed that stage."
