Yu Jingting had considered countless possibilities along the way.
All of the worst outcomes had been considered.
At first, he thought if Suizi had been truly hurt, he would personally avenge her by killing the bastard and then surrender himself.
But thinking of her and the child left uncared for, he reconsidered such a reckless plan.
The method of revenge could be discussed, but he knew he must be by her side, taking care of her and the child.
No matter what, she was the purest girl in his heart.
The girl who sat under the tree delicately nibbling on bean buns, the longing world that existed in her black-and-white eyes.
It should be a happy and carefree world, and she should be the most beautiful, clear girl in it.
No matter what, he would never let go.
If she could not get through this, he would sacrifice a hand for her. A hand that could not protect his wife was useless. If he were disabled, maybe Suizi won't bear to leave him—
