Beitang's words struck right at her heart.
Sheng Qianxia's voice trembled incredulously, "What did you say? He... keeps my photo in his wallet?"
Marrying her might have been because he needed a wife. Saving her might have been because she was his wife.
But to keep her photo in his wallet? If he didn't like her, he wouldn't do that, would he?
Sheng Qianxia felt her heart was about to stop beating as she struggled to breathe.
"Have you never looked through his wallet?" Beitang asked with a slight surprise.
"No," Sheng Qianxia shook her head.
Beitang was astonished. He thought they had been married so long, she should have seen it by now, yet she hadn't?
What kind of marital relationship did they really have? It seemed so close yet so distant.
Perhaps matters of affection were never something a third party could meddle in. Because even he couldn't understand their way of interacting.