The Newlywed's Sweet Honey: Husband, Pamper Me to the Bone!-Chapter 823: Do You Still Love Me? (3)
"Yan Sijue, what do you... really take me for now?" she inadvertently muttered.
The man’s eyes flickered, and he smiled tenderly, threading his fingers through her hair: "Have you forgotten? We’re already married. So, you are now my wife."
Wife.
She paused, looking up at his gentle profile, a pang of bitterness rising in her heart.
"But you said you don’t love me. If you don’t love me, why did you marry me?" she asked, refusing to give up.
Yesterday before the wedding, his second personality had already appeared; if he didn’t love her, he could have canceled the wedding entirely.
Yet, his attitude showed that he cared immensely about the wedding, even more than before.
Slowly, the man combed through her long hair, chuckling softly: "Have you forgotten? Our wedding was highly regarded. People need a romantic love fairy tale, so I cannot let them down."
His lips curled slightly upward, seemingly mocking her innocence.
Mu Yiliang’s heart was blocked!
Indeed, how could she forget? For Yan Sijue, a perfect wedding, a passionate image, added another layer of aura, bringing countless followers.
As the CEO of FIS, his enhanced image undeniably brings numerous benefits to the company.
She was indeed too naive.
In the past, Yan Sijue always put her first; she never expected a day would come when she’d become a tool in his business.
Her last bit of hope was thoroughly crushed. Feeling extremely uncomfortable, her right hand unconsciously tightened around the collar as if she could hardly breathe.
"I... I want to see Xiaoze," she croaked out.
She was very worried about Xiaoze. She didn’t know if he was still at Xiao Qi’s.
The man glanced at her, his gaze deep.
"No," he refused flatly.
Mu Yiliang’s eyes widened, anger gathering in them: "Why! Yan Sijue, Xiaoze is also your son, you haven’t forgotten that, have you!"
"That brat said, I’m not his Daddy, I’m a devil," he chuckled as if he found it amusing, "What do you think?"
Mu Yiliang froze, clenching her teeth, "Xiaoze is still young, he doesn’t know how to face your change, hence his rash words. Let me talk to him."
"And what about you? How do you plan to deal with my changes?" He leaned forward slightly, lowering his head to stare into her eyes.
Mu Yiliang’s eyelashes trembled slightly: "...In my view, you are precisely him."
He let out a chuckle that held an indescribable meaning.
"I know you don’t believe, but to me, the current you doesn’t feel unfamiliar," Mu Yiliang was somewhat entranced, "The Yan Sijue I love originally possessed various negative traits; he lacked a sense of security, was inherently suspicious, had a strong possessiveness... these were part of him."
The man listened quietly, as if not moved.
Yet, his hands unconsciously tightened slowly.
"In contrast, he has been overly perfect these past few months; he indulged me almost without limit, even tolerating my sympathy and guilt toward other men... a year or so ago, that would have been impossible. I am touched by his tolerance, yet nostalgic for the past when he would get jealous over trivial matters, reject every man who appeared around me." A look of reminiscence appeared on Mu Yiliang’s face, then she laughed at herself, "I can accept any change in you, except... you no longer love me."
