He reached out, pulling her into his embrace, the man sighed lightly, "I meant to make you happy, yet it has only made you cry again, my wife, what am I to do with you?"
Anning struggled, the flowers from her arms falling to the ground, leaving no barrier between them.
Youchen looked at her swollen eyes, which resembled waterlogged peaches, and felt a surge of heartache, his long, well-defined fingers gently caressed her, "Don't cry, don't cry."
Anning closed her eyes, crying like a wronged child. He said he didn't know what to do with her. Actually, she wanted to ask him, what was she to do with him?
The truth was right in front of her eyes; he still didn't believe her, still thought she was lying.
If she really wanted to deceive him, why would she have gone halfway around the Earth?
"Youchen, has Li Dong come back yet? Did he find anything?" Anning suddenly grabbed his arm, asking anxiously. He had said he would send Li Dong to investigate.
