"Isn't your husband dead? I don't get what's still restricting you," Mo Ang asked, puzzled.
An Ning cried with regret. "No matter if my husband is still here or not, whether he's in this world, even if he's not around, I'm still his wife, and as his wife, I must always stay by his side."
"Oh..." Mo Ang raised his voice, finally understanding her meaning. "What a pity, it seems I ruined your noble cause last night!"
"..." An Ning's tears fell like raindrops; everything was her fault.
Suddenly, Mo Ang forcefully pulled her into his embrace, speaking in a very pleased tone. "Since your noble cause has ended, you might as well continue being my woman!"
An Ning panicked, hitting him hard. "No way, let go of me quickly, or I'll call the police."
Mo Ang's arms pressed forcefully against her back, making her body cling tightly to his chest. "Don't threaten me with the police; I hate the police!"
"Then let me go!"
