Su Yan took out her phone.
"That person called sweetheart, I'm not familiar with him."
She began to get to the point.
As soon as she mentioned sweetheart, Song Yujing's expression grew colder and colder, like frost.
It was accompanied by a vague anger.
Su Yan started to explain from the beginning.
"From marriage until over a month ago, for more than a year, we never held hands. We barely spoke a few words.
From a scientific perspective, a sexless marriage is tragic."
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Yujing looked up at her.
His eyes were deep.
Su Yan continued.
"And nothing happened between me and that person called sweetheart.
I've recognized my mistake and turned back in time.
I want to live well with you."
Song Yujing just listened to her speaking there.
Actually, if this happened a month ago,
it wouldn't have been anything at all.
