"This is my own business; you don't need to worry about it," Yan Luoxi said, without looking at Fu Lun's expression. She put down her plate and turned to leave.
Fu Lun stared blankly at her retreating figure, feeling momentarily lost.
That day, Li Yeqi told him he and Luoxi were already married. He didn't believe it and sent someone to check with the civil affairs bureau. There were no marriage records for Luoxi, so he was certain Li Yeqi was lying.
If Luoxi really was his wife, how could the Li Family possibly allow her to continue appearing in public?
Yan Luoxi, burdened with heavy thoughts, walked out of the banquet hall, leaving the bustle behind her. She crossed the lengthy corridor and arrived at a deserted courtyard, where she sat down on a stone bench.
Propping her chin with one hand, she tilted her head and gazed at the crescent moon in the sky.
