I know my mother hurt you, and I don't expect you to forgive her. In fact, I can't even forgive her myself. Xia Nuo, I promise, she won't disturb you anymore, and won't appear in front of you on her own.
Really, if she hurts you again, whatever you say goes, okay?"
"Leng Yan, do you think we can still continue?"
"Of course! Xia Nuo, tell me, do you hate me?" Leng Yan asked her.
Xia Nuo choked up, and after a long silence, she shook her head. She didn't hate him, she had never hated him. In fact, she loved him very much, so the thought of divorcing him was very painful.
Leng Yan squatted down in front of her, continuing to ask, "Have I been good to you?"
Xia Nuo's eyes flickered, and she nodded, "You've been very good to me, I have seen all the goodness you've shown me."
She didn't doubt that after leaving him, she would never find a better husband.
