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No matter how wronged he felt, he was a man. If he harbored grudges and failed to empathize with the pain she had endured, then he didn't deserve to be her boyfriend.
Being so much older than her, he was meant to be tolerant and caring towards her.
"If you don't want me to get angry, then sleep with me," Yan Ye said, attempting to part her legs, "Yingying, on the inside of your thigh, you have a red birthmark. You once told me, should a day come when an exact copy of you appeared, to use that birthmark to recognize you... When you were Su Yanxin before, I really wanted to use this method, but I was afraid it wasn't you... Until I was a hundred percent certain it was you, I couldn't look at any other woman's body."
He rambled on, pouring his heart out, while her eyes grew warm and moist.
No wonder he only looked at her hands and feet before.
