After Shang Simiao left Li Garden, Chu Liyuan crossed his arms in front of his chest and sat on the couch with a thunderous countenance. Jian Dan imitated Qiuqiu's usual wheedling behavior and rubbed against Chu Liyuan. She bit her lower lip and looked at him innocently with her big eyes as she poked his arms with her two small hands.
"Hubby, Uncle Simiao did it to help me. Now that he needs help, I should help him no matter what!"
How could he not understand the logic, especially since Simiao was his pal? How could he stand by and do nothing when his pal was in trouble? However, the thought of letting Jian Dan pretend to be his fiancée made his chest feel as if a thousand-pound rock was pressing down on him, making him unable to breathe.
In this world, he could lose anything except Jian Dan. He really could not afford to lose her.
"Alright!"
