"I don't think it's important."
Su Tian's eyes were wide open.
"Tiantian, everyone has a past, but since it's in the past, it's already over. Although I am now in Haicheng, I have long said goodbye to my past. In my eyes, my future is with you, so what relation do the people from before have with me? Does it even matter?"
Su Tian was dumbfounded. She gave Qiao Yaoran full marks for this logic; she actually believed his nonsense.
"So, you don't need to mind those things. You just need to remember that you will always be my wife, Qiao Yaoran's wife, and that's enough."
That's it. Su Tian felt like she had fallen deep under Qiao Yaoran's spell; his words had brainwashed her.
She nestled in his arms and asked, "So, even if you see Zhan Ci again, you won't abandon me, right?"
"No, never."
At around nine in the evening, Qiao Yaoran received a phone call saying someone wanted him to come to the bar. Since it was a very important client, he couldn't refuse and had to go.
