"Wang Shuyun," Yang Aihua held her shoulders and looked at her seriously, "Haven't you seen everything I've done over the years? Do you really have so little confidence in me?"
Yang Aihua was a bit disappointed at this point.
If he wanted to find another woman, he would have done so ages ago, why wait until now?
Just when their relationship was getting a little better, knowing full well how sensitive this woman was, like a hedgehog when it comes to feelings, she barely stopped pricking him with her quills, would he seriously risk everything by provoking another woman?
"I... I'm not lacking confidence in you," Wang Shuyun said, looking down and nervously picking at the buttons on her clothes, "It's myself I have no confidence in."
That Liu Caili, young and quite pretty, looked like the gentle and virtuous type, unlike her who was clumsy and couldn't do anything right.
Wang Shuyun lacked self-confidence.
She wanted to curl up in her shell like a turtle at times like this.
