An Zisheng was momentarily speechless by his wife's rebuke, his mouth agape but unable to retort a single word. Kong Shi's reasoning was sound, and from any perspective, Gu Yelin was indeed a satisfactory man, albeit somewhat stoic and uncommunicative. Yet An Zisheng knew that marriage wasn't about finding a chatterbox; it was enough if someone was caring. Still, there was a hurdle in his heart that he just couldn't get over.
"Sigh, wife! It's just that I can't bear to let her go..." An Zisheng sighed, his eyes brimming with sorrow. "Niuniu left us for nineteen years, and when she finally returned, she was whisked away by that Gu family lad. We are not like those Ancient Martial Artists, who can live very long lives. Maybe, just maybe, one day we will be gone..."
