"Ding Min, I think you've misunderstood. All these years, I've always regarded you as a sister, just a relative's child. I've never said anything that would make you misunderstand. Not before, and certainly not now. You should go back to your own life, finding a good man should be easy for you. Don't fixate on something that's not meant to be. I'm actually not as good as you think," An Zhiyuan said patiently, trying to persuade her, knowing he couldn't just throw her out.
Seeing his wife's mocking smile as she looked at him sent a chill through his heart.
This spelled a reckoning come autumn.
His marital bliss.