Su Ruoyan shook her head, "No, I won't force you. But..."
Her tone shifted abruptly, "You've been married to Fu Yuxiu for over a year, have you never developed any feelings of love?"
"What does it matter whether I have or haven't?" Qiao Zhaoyue retorted.
"If you truly love him, you should consider his feelings. Can you bear to let him spend his life with someone he doesn't love?"
Hearing these words, Qiao Zhaoyue's expression became unfathomable, and eventually, she sighed deeply.
"I understand what you mean."
At her response, a look of joy spread across Su Ruoyan's face, "Are you willing to step back?"
Qiao Zhaoyue looked at her seriously, "If possible, I really don't want to be an obstacle between you two. I don't love him, and I can't bear to be with him for a lifetime, so why force it?"
After she spoke, she bent down to pick up something from the ground and turned to leave.
Unexpectedly, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her ankle.
