"If my grandfather is not there, what do I have left in this world?" The pupils of her eyes were full of a reddish hue. Even though her words were not intense, they resonated with a despair akin to death.
Zheng Haoyu's hand suddenly clenched tight, as if her words - If my grandfather is not there, what do I have left in this world - had pierced his heart like a needle.
Just how alone and desperate she must have been to say such things.
He clasped her chin and made her look at him. He gently said, "Niannian, you still have me, I'm your husband, haven't you forgotten? You also have mom and dad. My parents are also yours, haven't you forgotten that? We will all replace Grandfather and your late parents in taking care of you."
"Zheng Haoyu, I..."
Before Su Nian could finish, Zheng Haoyu gently put his finger on her lips, "Niannian, don't say anything more. Please think carefully once again, whether you really want your Grandfather to live in such pain."
Is he in pain?
