After Cheng Yu finished speaking, any last bit of hope vanished from my heart.
Feeling the pain on my chin, I reached out and grabbed his wrist, strangely not wanting him to misunderstand.
"Just now, I was merely persuading him to accept his family's arranged marriage," I said.
Cheng Yu's fingers slowly moved down from my chin to my neck, and then tightened, pulling me closer to him.
"No need to explain to me, I just need to know that no bastard capable of cuckolding me has been born yet," he said, his voice chilling, fingers icily gripping.
I looked up, a sudden tightness seizing my chest.
I thought he was jealous of Gu Tingshen's embrace, but it turned out, it was just a simple bout of possessiveness, fearing I'd cuckold him.
My heart, which had been thumping nervously, seemed to instantly return to normal.
