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On the surface, I said one thing, but deep down, I was cursing myself. Zhao Lun, you damn fool, you're a man being toyed with by a girl like this. You're losing face, not just yours, but the face of the entire Zhao family.
Jie Hua Yu Yan suddenly burst into laughter. "Brother Zhao Lun, do you really think I’m afraid of you holding a grudge against me? You can hold it for a lifetime; all I want is for you to be by my side."
Do you know? I searched for you tirelessly! Ah! Do you even understand what that felt like? Didn't you promise me when we were kids? You said you would definitely come to marry me.
And what happened to that promise? It was snatched away by those two bitches, Ouyang Zhirou and Lin Mu Xi! I was the one who came first! It was me!
As she spoke, Hua Yu Yan's emotions grew more intense, and by the end, she was almost shouting.
Hearing her scream, I stood frozen in place. She wasn’t wrong; I was the first to know her and the first to make that promise. But back then, we were just kids; how could I have understood what marriage truly meant?
If we had to put it that way, she could indeed be considered my moonlight, not Lin Mu Xi.
Seeing her like this stirred something in my heart; I couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt.
"Yu Yan," I said softly. "Can you please let go of me?"
"I won’t! If I let go, you’ll definitely run away again, just like before!"
"Don’t worry. I swear I won’t run away. I won’t make you wait any longer. My hands are hurting!"
"Really?"
"Trust me, I swear!"
Hua Yu Yan didn’t rush to untie me right away; instead, she sat in front of me and stared intently. After a moment of hesitation, she finally began to loosen the bindings with uncertainty.
As soon as she released me, instead of moving my wrists or ankles, I pulled her close and embraced her tightly.
"You’ve worked hard, Yu Yan."
Hua Yu Yan froze slightly in my arms. She had waited so long for this moment. All the longing she had felt transformed into tears of yearning in an instant as they flowed freely.
I let her cry, gently patting her back, knowing that in the days to come, I would be there for her. Compared to Lin Mu Xi, Ouyang Zhirou needed more comforting, and I said nothing.
Before long, she stopped crying on her own, breaking free from my embrace. She ran over to the suitcase and pulled out a dusty-looking envelope, handing it to me. The wrinkles on it bore the marks of time.
"What is this?"
"This is our marriage contract. I've always kept it with me."
"What?! A marriage contract???"
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