My husband will be jealous

His eyes were as blue as the ocean, deep but clear. When he spoke, it was easy for people to believe him. He looked at Yan qingsi with a serious expression.

The corner of Yan qingsi's mouth twitched. The friendship between her and Arthur was different from others. If it was not for him, she probably would not have been able to survive those three years. No one knew how much she cherished this friend of hers, but ... If ... If ... Even the friend she cherished the most was already standing against her, she would not know how to face him.

However, Yan qingsi's mind was still clear. Whether she could still trust Arthur or not, it was not the right time for her to tear him apart.

Arthur's sudden appearance was too sudden. She needed time to prepare.

"I do ..." Yan qingsi replied.

Though she said she believed him, she slowly pulled her hand away from Arthur's grasp.