Li Wazi looked at Ye Mo beside him then turned back to catch a glimpse of Li Chunmei running after their cart.
"Chumei, you're getting married. It's better for you to stay at home. Don't come after Mo anymore!"
He did not want her to taint Ye Mo's good name.
Ye Mo already did not have a good reputation among the villagers, but that was only because of his temper!
Other than being irritable, the man still had his merits. He was down-to-earth, caring, hardworking, and a man with self-respect.
"Brother Li, there's something I want to confess to him, can you stop the cart? I'll leave when I'm done and I won't disturb him again."
Li Chunmei spoke quite sincerely, as though she had repented for her sins. She looked pitiful.
Li Wazi was quite moved by her words and could not go against his conscience. He looked at Ye Mo next to him and recounted what his friend had said just moments ago. He wondered if Ye Mo would like to hear what the woman had to say.
