My Heart Breaks for You

Yue Tingfeng's expression was callous. While he was pouring a glass of water for Yan Qingsi, he accidentally crushed the glass with his hand. The glass shards pierced his palm. Yan Qingsi dug up the band-aid that she constantly carried with her and cleaned his wound before applying it.

Yan Qingsi smiled and asked, "Are you angry because you feel cucked?"

Yue Tingfeng looked up and her and said, "I shouldn't have let you go through all this. I could've protected you better."

His expression and voice were far sterner than anything in the past.

Yan Qingsi curled her lips and leaned her forehead against Yue Tingfeng's nose. "It's fine. It's not like I care. You shouldn't take it to heart."

She was not the kind of person who would take shelter behind her man. As much as she relied on him, she did not want to lose the ability to be independent.

"I care, I care…" Yue Tingfeng repeated.