Yan Yuling held her husband's hand tightly and said seriously, "I already liked you before I recovered my memory. It's just that I don't understand my own emotions, so I have such thoughts."
"These memories are just the key to regaining the ability to feel my emotions, not the reason why I have feelings for you. Husband, whether I have those memories or not, I have fallen in love with you."
"The person I liked was not the beautiful brother back then, but Feng Zhexuan I met in the hotel that day. The person who treats me well even though I treat him badly."
She was afraid that her husband would think too much, so she added, "Husband, I like you."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw her husband just staring at her without speaking. She thought he might need time to digest her words, so she said nothing and just held his hand.
