Yan Sijue seemed to only now come back to his senses.
He pressed his lips tightly, his gaze locked on her, as if trying to see every detail of her clearly!
She... has lost a lot of weight...
This woman never had much flesh on her, and now she looked almost like a wandering ghost.
A sudden sharp pain shot through Yan Sijue's heart!
Would she still blame him, even hate him?
So many uncertainties, he didn't even dare to step forward, didn't dare to beg for her forgiveness! He was very afraid of seeing the gaze of disgust and hatred from her!
"...Si Jue." In the end, it was Mu Yiliang who softly broke the silence, her slightly hoarse voice carrying an indescribable trembling and lingering.
Yan Sijue was violently shaken! He took a big step forward, wanting to pull her into his arms! But he was firmly held back by Qiao Yebai!
Yan Sijue turned to look at him, his gaze cold enough to kill: "Mr. Qiao, let me go!"
