He picked up Zhuo Ya and placed her on the bed.
"Ah Ya agreed to marry me, so she cannot go back on her word."
"If you break your promise, I will be very, very angry."
"Ah Ya knows what kind of temper I have, right?"
"I know."
Zhuo Ya stroked Gu Yanting's face, cuddling against his chest with her head and acting coquettishly.
"Don't scare me."
"You know I'm afraid of making you angry."
"Ah Ya, you're being very good right now."
"But I'm always worried that your present obedience and sensibility are just to make me let my guard down."
Gu Yanting's words shrouded Zhuo Ya's eyes in a layer of mist.
"Gu Yanting, I followed Song Zhe and left the capital because you always humiliated me. I felt humiliated and wanted to escape."
"The child... died in a car accident, and I was more heartbroken than you."
"Really heartbroken?"
Gu Yanting's hand rested on Zhuo Ya's abdomen and asked.
"Yes, heartbroken."
Zhuo Ya held Gu Yanting's hand.
