Actually, when xiajun Zihao saw how much pain Wen Qingzhu was in, he felt a lingering fear in his heart.
He didn't dare to imagine what would happen to him if he hurt Yan 'er's heart and she left without looking back.
He didn't even dare to think about such a thought. Once he thought about it, his heart would ache.
Just the fact that she had been home for the past few days was enough to make him miss her, let alone other things.
Xiajun Zihao laughed at himself in his heart. He could not imagine how he had managed to survive those five years.
During those five years, he could really stand it without Yan 'er.
From the age of 19 to 24, it was actually a long time.
Fortunately, he had been so busy for the past five years that he had almost no time to think about other things.
But now that he could hold her properly, his heart was at ease.
He was grateful that Yan 'er had been waiting for him and had even bravely come to find her.
