"You stepped forward to take it all, not letting me fall into the whirlwind of public scrutiny."
Fu Yanye's gaze suddenly became especially proud.
At least that's what Zhuo Jian thought.
Her heart thudded wildly, she didn't understand, really didn't understand.
He wanted her to stand up and withstand everything?
Why didn't he stand up himself?
He didn't want to hurt Lin Ruxiang's feelings, so he let her be the villain?
After Zhuo Jian figured it out, she replied very firmly, "I can."
Fu Yanye looked straight at her again.
She spoke with certainty.
Involuntarily, his heart thought that she did care about him and was even willing to bear everything for him.
He wanted to reach for her hand, but Zhuo Jian suddenly stood up.
She suddenly went to the corner, bowed her head, and thought hard for a while, then turned her head seriously to look at him and called, "Fu Yanye, there's something I need to tell you."
Fu Yanye squinted at her, "Speak!"
