Gu Chaohan looked at her silent endurance, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.
Seeing her like this, how could he not feel heartache?
But thinking that it was Shen Chizheng who caused her to be this way, his heart felt uneasy.
He didn't know what that relationship meant to her, nor if she had truly let go of Shen Chizheng.
Exactly what deep-seated feelings could make it so difficult for her to let go, even to this day?
After Su Yan finished speaking, she remained silent, patiently waiting for his response.
But in the end, she didn't hear a single word from him.
...
Days passed by like this, one after another.
Winter disappeared, spring arrived; frost was melted by the warm sun, the weather gradually warmed up.
Gu Chaohan no longer excessively restricted Su Yan's freedom; when she went out, he did not stop her.
After all, his identity made it impossible for him to accompany her every day.
