Translator:
Atlas Studios
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Atlas Studios
When he made up his mind to be with her, he went over to the Yangs and broke up the marriage agreement. He then chose to enter a university in the city she was at, but… he was afraid that the fact he once had a fiancée would become a point of conflict in their relationship. Worried that should the marriage agreement be exposed, she would blame and fault him for it, he even took a precautionary measure.
When he agreed to be with her, he emphasized,
If one day you were to find out that I’ve hidden something extremely important from you, you must definitely not get angry at me. That’s because, I’ll only be with you!
However, despite his careful hiding of the fact just because he was afraid of her being hurt from the truth, her very most initial motive of being together with him was exactly a method she was using to get back at Yang Sitong!
How tragic was that?
He had not noticed that at all when they were together.
How could he help it? Each time she looked at him, it was with such enamored eyes filled with love. And he…? He just loved being loved by her.
After getting together with her, he found out that she was actually not that stupid after all, and was rather clearheaded. She did not have the scheming heart of a mature woman, neither did she have the pettiness of a small girl.
There was even a little bit of pure kindness to her.
If this were a man, he would definitely not make a friend like her—too stupid.
But on her, it reached a perfect sweet spot, bringing him a sense of liking that he just could not describe.
Each time he was with her, he would feel extremely relaxed, and life would be really easy-going, without much effort.
For someone who grew up in a world of elites, that was a particularly comfortable feeling.
The longer he spent time with her, the more he found himself liking her till a point where it turned into a deep love. He loved her so much that he was afraid she might knock into a wall the moment she were to leave his side.
If someone were to bully her, he would not wish for anything more than the person to disappear from the face of this world.
The days that he had spent with her were truly the happiest of his entire lifetime.
The better their relationship was, the slightly more uneasy his heart would feel though—she would never ever speak of her family before him.
It was only till a chance encounter when they bumped into her grandma that he found out—her parents had passed away when she was young and her sister was a vegetable. The house she was staying in right now was her little auntie’s place.
She was being brought up by someone else.
His heart was ripped apart at that moment as he told himself that so long as he were to be around, he would never ever let her come to any harm again.
Yet, his astute senses caught a feeling as though she was hiding something from him. That was because each time they spoke of her sister, her smile would turn faint as she would look at him with a somewhat strange gaze.
He thought that she was merely being sad and did not wish to talk about the past.
That maintained till the day of her graduation…
High school was the turning point of one’s life. Once one graduated, it meant that they were an adult then.
During a class gathering, she had even drunk alcohol… A lot of it as well.
She even called him in an intoxicated state, telling him that she loved him.
He asked her where she was, and when he knew the address, he headed over immediately. Walking left and right in a tipsy manner, she hugged him the moment she saw him.
Hubby, how are you here?
Even though she wasn’t dead drunk to a point where she couldn’t walk, it was still clear that she was so intoxicated that she probably didn’t even know her own name.
Hugging her in his embrace, he asked unhappily,
Why did you drink so much?
She giggled,
Because I’m happy! Also, I want to try what alcohol tastes like! I tried a couple of types, but they all suck!
He was completely speechless.
…
Idiot! Drinking quite a couple of types when she couldn’t hold her liquor. No wonder she’s so drunk!
