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In the following time, Fu Xingchen continued to admire Tang YiJue's bedroom.

It was the same as the bedroom in the villa they were currently staying in. It was either white or black ash, giving off a very depressing feeling. However, this place was much more lively than the bedroom in the villa.

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something. She turned her head to look at him and asked doubtfully, "When I was at K University, I had heard of your name. How come I've never seen your trophy or anything like that?"

When she was at K University, even though Tang Yijue had graduated long ago and returned to China, his reputation had never faded. She heard that he had won big prizes for all sorts of domestic and foreign competitions, and he had even excellent results in all kinds of business competitions.

Tang Yijue said flatly, "I threw it away."

He had never brought them back with him and had thrown them away long ago.

Throw … He did?

"Why?" Fu Xingchen could not understand.

This thing represented his honor, so even if he didn't want it, there was no need to throw it away.

"Why so many reasons?"

Duke Tang's picturesque eyebrows creased as he turned around to open the curtain.

She didn't know whether it was Fu Xingchen's imagination, but she felt a trace of sadness flash across Tang YiJue's eyes as he faced the question.

Could it be that there was some sort of secret?

Then she … He must have said something he shouldn't have.

"The scenery here is pretty good." Fu Xingchen looked out of the window.

She felt guilty and didn't know what to say, so she could only change the topic.

Tang YiJue looked at her delicate profile and felt her caution. He couldn't help but feel a tinge of unease in his heart.

His heart stirred. He reached out his hand from behind and pulled her into his embrace, his head resting on her shoulder. "You don't have to be so careful with me."

He was still used to her fearlessness when she faced him, looking at him with her clear and beautiful eyes.

Tang Yijue's sudden action caused her body to stiffen. In a split-second, she regained her senses and leaned against him. "Okay."

Tang Yijue hugged her tighter, his tone domineering. "Remember, I'm not just saying it."

Fu Xingchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was rare for him to have such a childish side to him. His heart softened slightly.

She looked down at her hands and thought for a moment. When Tang YiJue let go of her hands, she suddenly grabbed his hands and looked up at him, "I know you must have a lot of stories. I admit that I wanted to know those moments before, but …" "My heart softened."

He listened to her in silence, watching her clear eyes with deep, wide eyes, her angular face unexpectedly soft.

She smiled and then took the initiative to nestle into his arms, hugging his lean waist and resting her head on his thick chest. She said slowly, "I know you have a lot of things you want to ask me, such as what happened that day in the rain, or my parents, or my going abroad …"

Hearing her words, Tang Yijue pursed his lips and gently hugged her.

Her voice continued.

"I was moved by your consideration, so I have come to depend on you for this marriage." She paused, then softly continued.

"You don't ask, I don't ask. We can slowly and carefully understand each other's past, the indispensable... A bad, a regretful, or an embarrassing past. "

After saying that, she raised her head and looked at his indifferent face with her gentle eyes. She softly asked, "Is that alright?"

He looked into her amber eyes, his heart softened by her words.

"Alright."

The corners of Fu Xingchen's mouth curved into a smile. "I might not be able to leave you in the future."

From the moment she had married him, he had carefully taken care of himself, using his sincere actions to dispel her worries about the marriage.

He was gentle, never embarrassed or coerced, always silently allowing her to blend into his life. This made it easy for her to rely on him and move his heart.