Suddenly, his expression twisted. "Luoluo! Isn't having me by your side enough? Why did you listen to that streamer? Why did you smash my jade statue? Why did you abandon me? Why!"
Perhaps some sudden thought shattered his usual image of doting affection, and it also made Luoluo recall many details that didn't add up.
"You call me Luoluo every time I come here. I used to think it was a pet name, but now I realize how wrong it is! Why do you only call me by a version of my surname? I have a given name! I'm Luoyuan!"
"What nonsense are you spouting? You are Luoluo! My wife."
The man's gaze softened, his tone turning intimate. "You are my Luoluo. You are my wife, Luoluo."
In the past, she had been completely bewitched by Cao Songci's sweet talk.
But now that she knew the truth, she certainly wouldn't fall into his trap again.
