Since it had all just been a misunderstanding between him and Li Yuechan, Zhao Churan thought, Long Chen would most likely remarry Li Yuechan.
What should she do then?
Was Long Chen going to dump her?
The more Zhao Churan thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt, and she couldn't help the tears that started sliding down her cheeks.
Seeing Zhao Churan in such distress, Long Chen quickly pulled her into his arms.
"Silly girl, how could I bear to let you go, and I'm not that irresponsible," Long Chen said comforting her softly.
"Really?"
Zhao Churan asked, surprised.
"Really. You are the first woman for me in the true sense of the word—do you understand?" Long Chen pressed, staring at Zhao Churan.
Startled, Zhao Churan then shyly said, "It's the same for me, you were my first man, and you will be my last; as long as you don't abandon me, I will follow you for the rest of my life."
