"you're really not angry anymore?" Rong Yan asked again.
she was still in a daze and couldn't believe it.
Why did Liancheng Yazhi compromise with her so easily? why did he lower himself so much? why?
If he wanted to dote on his daughter, he could have just asked about MeowMeow and ignored her.
Liancheng Yazhi stopped and stood face to face with Rong Yan. He raised his hand and gently brushed away the hair on her face. "i was never angry with you. i was angry with myself. i didn't do well enough, so i didn't give you a sense of security. i wasn't there when you were pregnant, when you gave birth, and when meowmeow was sick. i missed so much time. it's normal that you don't trust me."
Rong Yan's heart tightened. She really didn't dare to think that one day, Liancheng Yazhi, who had a lot of power in the imperial capital, would say such words, admit his mistakes so frankly, and take all the responsibility on her.
