Mo Lier was stunned, perhaps too shocked to hide it. She looked at him with such disbelief, then hurriedly averted her gaze a few seconds later, forcing herself to speak calmly, "I know. I was just asking casually. I couldn't really marry you..."
But the knife and fork in her hand fell to the ground in a fluster.
Mo Lier hurriedly bent down to pick them up, her eyes turning red as soon as she lowered her head. She remained in that position for a while without moving, then stood up and walked out urgently, "Excuse me, I need to go to the restroom..."
Mu Yunshen stopped her, "Lier."
Mo Lier paused, her back facing him.
"You said before you wanted to divorce Yan Chu. I think divorce is the right choice. Yan Chu doesn't love you. Someone who doesn't love you can't give you happiness,"
Mu Yunshen looked at her slender, straight back, his voice low and calm, "So, I can't give you happiness either."
Mo Lier was completely frozen in place.
