Wrapped in a blanket, Xu Wenwan cried pitifully, tears streaming down her face.
She wasn't sobbing uncontrollably or breaking down. Instead, her eyes were wide open as tears rolled down one by one, a sight that made An Dongyang's heart melt.
"There, there, don't cry. You don't like that man anyway. Divorce him, and I'll marry you."
Xu Wenwan bit her lip. "But you... you shouldn't have done this to me. This... this isn't right."
After mustering all her courage, that was all she could manage to say—that it wasn't right.
An Dongyang immediately laughed. "There's nothing wrong with it. I'll take responsibility for you, that's all."
"Come on, I'll take you home first."
「In the village.」
Things were certainly lively today.
As it happened, Yun Hao was lying on the ground, and no one was paying him any mind.
That afternoon, Hu Ziqiang came looking for Yun Hao to talk about something.
