Before Li Yue could respond, Jiang Jinyu pressed his lips together and said, "I don't want you to hurt her. If it means hurting her, I'd rather not be with her."
"True love indeed." Li Yue laughed, "But, I'll let you make that decision."
"Nan Sichen is the person who murdered Qin Yin's mother." As soon as Li Yue said this, he stared intently at Jiang Jinyu, "Now, Qin Yin has nightmares every day, all related to her mother's death."
"What?" Jiang Jinyu looked at Li Yue in disbelief, "What did you say?"
"I said Nan Sichen is the person who murdered Qin Yin's mother." Li Yue repeated himself.
"How is that possible? Nan Sichen is Qin Yin's husband; they're very much in love." Jiang Jinyu frowned, his mind involuntarily recalling the time in Z Country when he traveled a long distance just to celebrate her birthday.
And at the Ski Resort, he carried her barefoot for such a long way. Such deep affection, however you look at it, doesn't seem fake.
