Qiao Mu's tears flowed uncontrollably. She buried her face in Li Yan's chest and sobbed.
Li Yan did not say anything. He silently hugged Qiao Mu and allowed her to cry and vent her grief.
Li Yan's clothes were wet with tears. He sighed and cupped his tear-stained face. He said slowly, "Qiao Mu, you still have me. "
His words were extremely firm and revealed the man's thoughts.
Qiao Mu's nose turned sour, and her tears flowed even more violently.
Yes, she still had him.
Even if everyone in the world abandoned her, he would not.
Her uncle would always stand behind her and support her!
Thousands of words could not compare to his words of comfort.
In fact, God was fair. All the pain she had suffered in the past was exchanged for a unique man like him to love her. It was worth it!
