Lu Jianshen's hand, which was applying medicine to her, suddenly halted.
But it was only for a few seconds, and then his complexion returned to normal.
His deep voice was as calm as ever, "You already know the purpose of our marriage, don't you?"
Indeed, the breath Nan Xi held in her chest suddenly fell.
The expected answer.
She never should have held any expectations, and yet she couldn't help but ask.
Now that she knew the answer, she understood even more clearly, and she would no longer harbor unrealistic fantasies.
So you see, all these facts told her so.
She was wrong.
And enormously so.
All these years, the person he had loved had always been Fang Qinglian, and only Fang Qinglian.
Perhaps from the moment Fang Qinglian returned to the country, from the moment he proposed divorce, her dream was shattered.
Smashed to pieces on the ground, fragmented beyond repair.
Never to be mended again.
But Lu Jianshen, do you realize how cruel you are?
