We are not good men
Lin Yan sighed. He didn't know why she was asking such a thing; to him, there were no ifs ands or buts to their relationship. To him, his present was his destiny; if this was anyone else, he would have ignored them. Because such talk has always been nonsensical to him. This was his own wife; he couldn't ignore her like the others. He turned around and crouched in front of Su Wan because the latter had her head bowed. Lin Yan couldn't see her eyes that were brimming with tears.
Now that he saw her cry, his heart couldn't help but tremble like millions of ice shards were being hammered into it. Su Wan never cried. Unless her heart received a significant blow, his Wan Wan was strong enough to knock the world down with her fists. She never shed tears for no reason, unlike the women who cried at every opportunity. And now, seeing her cry, Lin Yan couldn't help but feel his heart being stuffed with cotton. He raised his hand and gently wiped her tears with his fingertips.