"Literally," Lu Jianshen's tone was very cold.
Fang Qinglian looked at him, her eyes brimming with tears, and she could not utter a word for a long time.
"That day when I asked Nan Xi about the ring, it wasn't that I didn't trust her, but I inadvertently gave her that wrong impression."
"She is my wife, I should have cherished her, loved her, protected her, but I failed to do so, and that is where I failed as a husband."
"As for you, Qinglian, the person who said he would marry you, the one who broke that promise, and the one who owes you an apology is me. None of this has anything to do with Nan Xi, and I hope you won't blame her for any of it in the future."
If not for hearing it herself, Fang Qinglian would never have believed that these words came from Lu Jianshen.
When he had promised her to throw a lavish birthday party, she was so excited she almost went mad.
She had thought he had finally changed his mind and was going to make their relationship public.
