Xi Jiayu frowned for a long time, then lifted his hand and patted her back, "Don't overthink, I ended things with her four years ago."
Lu Qiaoxiang, however, shook her head, "You must still blame me, right?"
Xi Jiayu did not speak.
"You definitely still blame me." Lu Qiaoxiang said confidently, "That night, if I hadn't called you to the bar, you wouldn't have seen her messing around with another man..."
"Xiangxiang, stop talking!" Xi Jiayu abruptly cut her off.
That incident was a thorn buried deep in his heart; every time it was mentioned, it felt as if the wound was being cut open again...
It hurt terribly.
"Okay, I won't talk about it." Lu Qiaoxiang lifted her head, her delicate and beautiful eyes as gentle as water, "Jiayu, then tell me, when exactly do you plan to have our wedding?"
Xi Jiayu pondered for a moment then spoke, "As soon as I hand over the stores here, very soon."
"Mm." Lu Qiaoxiang smiled, leaned into his arms, and closed her eyes.
