Gu Juexi stared deep into Ye Yuwei's eyes, processing her statement.
"Love is sacred. There shouldn't be any impurities in love, be it gratitude or guilt. Gu Juexi, my love for you has always been pure and direct, what about you?" Ye Yuwei gave him a peck on the lips.
She wanted to clarify it before the proposal and their second wedding.
She didn't want to waste a second or a third or even several decades of time on this issue.
In their first decade together, they had stumbled around like a headless chicken on their journey. He had hurt her deeply yet she didn't let go of him.
Gu Juexi felt passion for this woman flood into him like a wave.
What about him?
This woman who had brought him despair and agony, how could he not love her?
He had developed a lot of indescribable feelings—feelings he had learned from Ye Yuwei.
Wasn't this love?
