"I do." Ji Weiyang looked into her eyes with a serious expression.
Zhan Yan looked at him blankly, and the surrounding noise instantly quieted down. All she could hear was the sound of the rain falling and his solemn promise, he said that he was willing to believe her.
"Why?" After a long while, Zhan Yan asked in a weak voice.
The smile on Ji Weiyang's lips was warm. "I believe that a person doesn't need a reason; I only listen to my own heart." He held her ice-cold hand to his heart, and through her thin shirt, Zhan Yan could clearly feel the steady and forceful heartbeat in his chest, which gave her an inexplicable sense of warmth and peace.
"Yan Yan, no matter what happens, even if the entire world does not believe in you, I will still unconditionally trust you because you are my wife."
Zhan Yan looked at him quietly, her eyelashes trembling, a string of tears falling down, she looked really good when she cried, her eyes red like a rabbit's. The corner of Ji Weiyang's mouth raised into a faint smile, and his long fingers lightly wiped away the tear stains on the side of her cheek. Even though it's beautiful, don't cry, I will feel heartache. "
Zhan Yan threw herself into his embrace, her small face deeply buried in his warm chest. "Weiyang, let's go home."
Ji Weiyang carried her and walked towards the carriage.
In the villa on the mountaintop, the air-conditioning in the living room was turned on to its maximum. The excessive warmth made people feel drowsy. "Zhan Yan nestled into the sofa, Ji Weiyang's fingertip was smeared with medicine, smearing it onto her red and swollen cheeks. Does it hurt? "
Zhan Yan blankly shook her head. No, it doesn't hurt. Hadn't she already gotten used to it? Since young, this wasn't the first time Lu Ruping attacked her, and it might not be the last time either.
Ji Weiyang used a warm palm to support her chin as he focused on her eyes. At this moment, Zhan Yan's eyes were still filled with tears. Ji Weiyang's heart suddenly throbbed in pain, it was painful, the slap felt like it was hitting his heart, "I will settle this debt with her sooner or later. Other than me, no one can bully my, Ji Weiyang's woman. "
Her words made Zhan Yan laugh from tears. She smiled faintly, her trembling eyelashes were stained with clear tears, "Ji Weiyang, can you be a little more overbearing!"
Ji Weiyang smiled warmly and leaned closer. Both their gazes intersected and time seemed to stop at this moment. Ji Weiyang was undoubtedly tyrannical, but it was precisely his tyranny that allowed her to live.
Her memories floated back to three years ago when her one night stand with Ji Weiyang had appeared on the headlines. When she was surrounded by reporters, it was he who had stepped in front of her to protect her. When she was suffocated by the gossip, he was the one who firmly said to her: Zhan Yan, let's get married, I'm responsible for you.
"What are you thinking about?" Ji Weiyang's low voice pulled her back to reality as he stared innocently at him with trembling eyelashes.
Ji Weiyang laughed, and the tip of his nose fit perfectly with her, and a warm breath landed on her cheeks. His low and hoarse voice carried a bit of charm, "Focus, Yan Yan Yan, I'm going to kiss you." Following the end of his speech was his soft lips, and as he deeply kissed her, his strength went from being gentle to being ferocious. With his lips and tongue entwined, Zhan Yan felt that it was getting harder and harder to breathe.