In fact, He Lian Cheng should have known that Yang Yiting would have such an idea. After all, that day when she accidentally fell off the cliff on the Star Peak mountain, she believed it was him who caused everything. So, she hated him, which was normal.
But the feeling of jealousy and hatred that rose from the bottom of his heart was intertwining wildly like deadly vines.
"He's my... husband, and he has a lot of love... for me. Even if he... doesn't fit in this world, I won't... let him down." Because of her throat's condition, Yang Yiting couldn't speak well, so she had to struggle intermittently to utter the words.
She felt the strength on her neck gradually increase, her breathing became more difficult, and her face flushed slightly, but her eyes remained calm.
