Xiao Chen's words made Feng Ye freeze, his mind began to reassess his own heart involuntarily.
If before he knew the truth of those years, he might have truly married Mo Lingwei, even if his parents disagreed.
But the reason he had been entangled with Mo Lingwei was that she had saved him back then.
However, he realized today that the one who saved him was not her, but the fiancée he had dumped.
Were there two people named Mo Fan, or was it the same person?
Xiao Chen withdrew his gaze, laden with meaning, and called Yun Yue to come down for a meal.
Feng Ye absent-mindedly inserted a straw into the soy milk, took a sip, and the heat instantly numbed his tongue.
"..."
Xiao Chen helped her open the lid of the soy milk cup to cool it, "Where do you want to go this afternoon?"
"I'm not going anywhere, I have something to do this afternoon." Yun Yue crossed her legs, her posture lazy and uninhibited.
Xiao Chen looked slightly moved, "Do you need me to take you there?"
