Late at night, Long Chen left Zhao Churan's house.
He quietly arrived outside Li Yuechan's bedroom without alerting anyone else.
For Long Chen, accomplishing this was effortless.
Then, he reached out and gently knocked on the door.
After a long while, Li Yuechan opened the door, yawning, her eyes half-closed and her face unhappy: "Mom, what's wrong now?"
"It's me."
Long Chen spoke softly.
Li Yuechan instantly shook off her drowsiness, her beautiful eyes widening.
Then, Li Yuechan quickly pulled Long Chen into the room and closed the door.
"You... why have you come back?"
Li Yuechan fought back tears, staring at Long Chen.
"If I hadn't come back, you would have married someone else."
Long Chen said.
"I'm sorry, it's my fault."
Li Yuechan lowered her head.
"Tell me what happened. I don't believe you married him because you fell in love with that man."
Long Chen said.
