Missing Fragments of Memory

In that small photograph, his evident happiness was marked by a tiny smile⁠—something that rarely came to him.

"Who is she?" asked Lu Yi.

He couldn't remember a single thing about her. His parents, Lei Qingyi, and his grandpa…them he remembered. But he drew a blank when it came to this woman.

"You tell me," said Ye Shuyun as she opened the wardrobe beside her. Inside were some of Yan Huan and Lu Yi's old clothes. In the past two years, Yan Huan had not thrown away any of his belongings, even though everyone believed he was dead.

"She was the wife you had chosen. You had gone against your grandfather's wishes to marry her, and for that, you were willing to take a nasty beating from him. Yours was a military marriage, and military marriages cannot be voided. You were pronounced dead, but not divorced. There will be no divorces in the Lu Family."