"He..." Su Jia deliberately paused, "Naturally, he would be willing, but since we aren't married yet, things that need to be settled should indeed be settled."
Lu Yanhe scoffed, curling his lips disdainfully, "You really are quite noble."
Only when he withdrew his gaze did the heavy stone in Su Jia's heart finally settle.
At least it was concealed, he didn't see through anything.
If he truly knew about the life she had those years, she wouldn't know how to face him.
She didn't want to bring up the struggles and setbacks of those years.
Some wounds stopped bleeding long ago, yet the scars always remained. She didn't dare to show them, not even to this man in front of her, Lu Yanhe.
By keeping those secrets, she preserved the remnants of her pride.
Her mind was a bit scattered, so she picked up the water glass on the left to take a sip, wanting to ease the bitter feeling in her heart.
