"Susu, don't be afraid, I'm right here!" Watching Suxin's trembling figure, Chen Ziqian couldn't help but lean down and wrap her in his arms, enveloping her in his embrace, "Don't be scared!" His hands gently patted her back, helping her slowly calm her emotions.
"Thank goodness we've only wasted eight months, not a lifetime," Chen Ziqian's low voice trickled out.
"It's too late..." A faint voice slipped from Suxin's lips as she leaned on Chen Ziqian, her gaze somewhat vacant, the tear stains still fresh.
"It's not late, not at all, we still have a long future to spend together!" Hearing Suxin say this, Chen Ziqian's embrace tightened even more.
"Ziqian, I am already Yuanhang's wife..."
"Marriages can be dissolved, can't they? Besides, our past was just a misunderstanding; do you really want to make another mistake?" His deep eyes locked onto Suxin; he hadn't felt this emotional for many months.