Your Roommate Hates Me

"It was just like what I said at the dinner table. At that time, I was 17 or 18 years old and didn't know any better. My parents nagged at me every day, forcing me to say that it was for my own good and that you were a good partner. Then, I was forced to betray them. At that time, I married you to prove to them that in their eyes, they were good to me and suited me. In the end, what could they give me? At that time, I was very foolish. I wanted to use my marriage to prove my parents wrong. I wanted to see them regret my unhappiness."

"What about now?"Lu Xingzhi asked.

"Now I feel that my parents are right. You are very good. If I had missed you, I would never have been as happy as I am now."Jiang Yao's smile was like a peach blossom blooming in the spring breeze in March. "You are a good husband!"