One hundred and six, carrying the wife and walking together!_1
He felt grateful to her for running towards him despite everything.
But at the same time, a strong sense of guilt surged within him.
Guilt that she felt the need to rush toward him with abandon in such a dangerous situation.
These emotions were truly complex.
He held Ji Pianran tighter and tighter, his heart filled with both emotion and guilt.
Wishing he could embed her softly into his very marrow.
"Wife, it's all right now."
He continued to say.
Ji Pianran sniffed and raised her head to look up at Gu Chen's face.
Her eyelashes were wet, and her eyes, glossy with tears, still held a hint of grievance.
It was the first time Gu Chen had seen such an expression on her face.
His heart felt like it was breaking.
"I'm sorry, Pian Ran."
Upon hearing his words, Ji Pianran's tears once again shamelessly spilled out.
Humans really are strange creatures; originally, Ji Pianran didn't feel aggrieved, just scared and anxious.