It is this bedroom at this moment, this bed at this moment.

He hugged her tightly, pestered her, and asked the same question over and over again.

"Wife, do you love me?"

"like."

"Really love?"

"Really love."

"You lied to me..."

"No."

"Wife, do you love me?"

"Love. I love you."

"You lied to me..."

"No."

...

Rong Jun suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed her, his breathing and nerves were disordered.

After a long time, he finally whispered again: "You...love me?"

Facing his gaze, Qiao Yi's gaze slowly settled down.

She responded softly and said slowly: "Well, I love you."

He instantly held his breathing back.

"You don't love me." He spoke again, but his voice lowered a little. "You are just tolerating me. Because you know that I abandoned politics and business for you, you feel that you owe me, so you have been tolerating me. You endured for two years and finally couldn't stand it anymore, so you wanted to divorce me..."

"Rong Jun." She called him softly, "I admit that I have been enduring the two years of marriage."

His eyes suddenly became messy and broken.

"But that's not because of debt or gratitude, but because that person... is you."

"If that person is not you, then what's the point? I can withdraw at any time and leave at any time. Why should I endure those two years?"
Chapter completed!