"Jiayin." Pei Nianchen gazed intently into Gu Jiayin's eyes, his tone noticeably heavy.
"Brother Nianchen, if we become family from now on, instead of lovers, I think perhaps both of us will feel a bit better."
Pei Nianchen's eyes remained steadfast on Gu Jiayin's face, his tone very firm, "I don't mind, I only blame myself. In my heart, you are still the perfect Gu Jiayin you once were, the one I swore to protect for a lifetime."
He reached out and held her hands in his large palms, her hands were cold, while his were warm, "As for Qin Xueyao, give me some time, and I will take care of it."
Gu Jiayin suddenly laughed a bit woefully, "How will you handle it, like today's news report, forcing her to have an abortion?"
