No matter what happens, she must rember that this man loves her more than his life; she is no longer alone.
Yan Sijue was montarily stunned, his dark eyes deep and inscrutable.
"I believe it," he said softly, suddenly picking her up in his arms.
"Ah! What are you doing?"
"Didn’t you say you were almost slly? I’ll help you take a bath."
"..."
******
Once Mu Yiliang’s body had almost recovered, the plan to return was put on the schedule. Su Yan was still nowhere to be found, so Yan Sijue left part of his team on standby.
Qiao Yebai was also recovering well, estimated to return around the sa ti as them, and Jason managed to arrive at the last mont.
At that mont, Mu Yiliang was leaning against Yan Sijue’s chest, the man was reading her a novel.
Mu Yiliang smiled: "Young Master Yan, your voice is so nice. If you ever have nothing to eat, you could always be a broadcaster."
Yan Sijue scoffed: "What kind of novel is this, so overly sweet and sticky, I won’t read it."
"No, I just like listening to your voice." Mu Yiliang used her best act of pouting, and Young Master Yan imdiately lost his stance.
He turned to a new Chapter, ready to continue reading, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.
Mu Yiliang turned her head and saw Jason, whom she hadn’t seen in a long ti. He looked travel-worn, but his smile was sowhat forced.
Jason had long known that Mu Yiliang and Yan Sijue were together, but this was the first ti he saw them nestled together. Her smile was so beautiful, almost dazzlingly so.
And Yan Sijue, who had always been so proud and aloof, looked at her with such tender eyes, doing sothing that seed a little beneath his status for her.
Jason suddenly understood what Xiao Qi said; being with this man genuinely made Mu happy.
In that mont, the obsessions from his youth suddenly beca blurred, and for a split second, Jason felt a bit lost. When he saw her hurt back then, he hated his own powerlessness, which led him to choose a path he had never considered before. But gradually, he suddenly discovered that his efforts had lost their aning.
Mu already had Yan Sijue, far more powerful and noble than him, and loved her more than he did. Even if one day he beca a man among n, what would it matter? Mu still wouldn’t need him.
In that instant, he suddenly realized sothing. It wasn’t his lack of ability that ant he couldn’t help Mu; it was that the person Mu needed had never been him in the first place!
Thinking of this, it felt like sothing inside him collapsed with a crash...
"Jason?" Mu Yiliang saw him and was genuinely overjoyed. It had been over two months since their brief eting at Rt Mansion.
Jason snapped back to reality, seeing Mu Yiliang’s joyous and excited smile, and suddenly felt relieved.
In fact, all along, all he had hoped for was just this kind of smile. Whether it was given by him or another man, what did it matter?
"Mu, I’m sorry I was late," he said with a smile, going over to give her a hug, "but you look pretty good."
"Yes, I’m almost all better!" Mu Yiliang smiled at him. The young man before her seed just like before, his light blue eyes as gentle and generous as ever, not tainted by too much bloodshed, and her heart instantly relaxed.
Yan Sijue’s face had already darkened when he saw them hug, and when he saw their smiling gaze locked together as if no one else were around, he was burning with anger.
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