If he hadn't said that, it would've been fine. The more he said it, the more Shuzhen remembered his meticulous care for the little ingrate back then and the heartless hurt he suffered afterward.
In her heart, she was even more afraid of having another little ingrate that would bring a repeat of those days.
The more he tried to console his wife, the harder she cried, making Lianshan increasingly agitated.
But seeing her red and pitiful eyes, he couldn't bring himself to say a harsh word, let alone leave her alone.
On the very first day of their marriage, Lianshan clearly realized: he was destined to be at her mercy for this lifetime. What was even more exasperating was that he didn't want to struggle against it at all. He could only soften his tone, coaxing her like a child, using all the patience and tenderness he could muster to comfort her thoroughly.
Shuzhen, finally realizing her loss of composure, clumsily wiped her eyes and, with a blushing face, shyly apologized to him.
