But before she could step forward, the man wrapped his arms around her waist.
He held her tightly, like a treasure regained: "Yiliang..."
Mu Yiliang's heart softened, she responded with a low hum, her voice tinged with a hint of a sob.
This quiet mutual moment was so rare for them...
The man kissed her forehead, his voice deep and low: "We're already married, aren't we?"
"Yes, we're already married." She smiled, "No, we should say we've remarried. I saw the marriage agreement you drafted, thank you... Si Jue."
He smiled faintly, his voice slightly complex: "He didn't modify it."
Mu Yiliang froze, only then realizing who the "he" in the man's mouth referred to.
Yes, even the domineering and suspicious Yan Sijue still wanted to marry her, even... still deeply loved her, so he wouldn't modify that agreement that was extremely favorable to her.
It's just that he lacked the ability to love and be loved, so his behavior was always so extreme.
What he brought her was mostly pain.
