Love? Was it love between them? It was nothing but a fleeting tryst, a casual encounter of joy between a man and a woman! Even if it was real love, could it justify hurting someone else in the name of love?
Qin Yucen's lips curled slightly as laughter twinkled in her eyes, disbanding the tension, "Such grand love. You've said it yourself, it's the man you love, but does he love you? If he did, you wouldn't have come to me on your own accord, nor would you be here pleading with me to divorce Guan Haoyang. If he loved you, he would have brought the divorce papers to me himself, forcing me to sign them, then make a place for you and your child. But he hasn't done that! Qin Yurong, can't you see, he still cares about me as his wife."
