Wei Anning sighed, "Nan Fei, falling in love with your own husband is not a shameful thing, why won't you admit it?"
Yan Nanfei lowered her head, clutching the cup in her hand tightly. Her guilty reflection wavered in the water. She stubbornly maintained, "I haven't fallen in love with him, Anning, I won't fall in love with him, the person I love most is..."
"Who is it?" Wei Anning pressed aggressively.
Nan Fei had been deceiving herself for so long, she overlooked how feelings can grow over time with the people around her. Perhaps it was because her heart was blinded that Lu Junxi let go, to help her see her own heart clearly.
If even divorce didn't open her eyes to her true feelings, then all of Lu Junxi's efforts would have been in vain.
"I..." Yan Nanfei wanted to say it was Jiang Yang, but his image in her mind was gradually blurring, and recently, the person she thought about the most was actually Lu Junxi.
