Yan Yi’s breath was rapid, his heartbeat chaotic, tears completely uncontrollable, crying like a silly dog, kissing her with blurry eyes, yet his movements were fierce. After it ended, Chen Jing’s entire expression was blank. Yan Yi was panting beside her, silent, but holding her and unwilling to let go, his lips lingering on her face, leaving light, fleeting kisses. Not knowing whether he was comforting Chen Jing or himself…
Half a year later, Yan Yi and Chen Jing got married.
The wedding was sensational. Yan Yi had put in all his effort to prepare, determined to let the world know Chen Jing was his wife.
In the decades that followed, Yan Yi and Chen Jing’s names repeatedly appeared at the top of trending lists.
There were countless instances showcasing their love, making many single nobles envious and jealous.
Yan Yi felt very happy. Compared to those years without Jing Jing, his current happiness could reach the heavens.
But behind the happiness, there was a hidden unease.
After recovering from his illness, he remembered all his memories—when Jing Jing doted on and loved him and even more clearly when she was annoyed with him. Although it sounds melodramatic, Yan Yi still couldn’t help feeling anxious.
The fact was, Chen Jing initially agreed to help him get treatment because she was deceived by his mother!
Even though this had nothing to do with him directly, Jing Jing voluntarily helped him out of being touched by his deep love, but he still felt guilty.
The biggest reason was that he had fabricated a passionate childhood sweetheart love story, deceiving Chen Jing, who had temporarily lost her memory after waking up.
Not only did he trick her into marriage, but he also shaped himself into the image of a perfect husband, attempting to use public opinion to prevent her from easily divorcing him.
After every moment of happiness, his heart trembled, afraid she would suddenly regain her memory and coldly slap him before never speaking to him again.
His complex emotions made him uneasy, making him unable to leave Chen Jing, fearing that if he didn’t watch her, she might regain her memory. He could only stick close to her.
But no matter how much he feared it, what was meant to happen would still happen.
