Tang Sitian's pupils slightly widened, even her breath caught.
Pan Zi's smile grew increasingly bitter, "I felt then that you loved her enough to do this for her... I don't want to stay by your side as a pathetic substitute, never able to win your love... So I chose to give up."
"You're overthinking," Mu Yunshen's expression didn't change, his voice was very calm, "You're not a substitute for Lier, you're not worthy."
After speaking, he withdrew his hand from his pocket, glanced at his watch, and walked towards the elevator.
"Yunshen!" Pan Zi called after him, unable to resist asking her question, "Why did you marry Tang Sitian as your wife, is it merely because she's suitable?"
Mu Yunshen had already turned, this question seemed to pique his interest, he answered lazily, "To be my wife, she must be a woman I like, suitability comes second."
Pan Zi inexplicably felt some regret, her throat felt very dry, "Then... you don't love Mo Lier anymore?"
