"The marriage certificate can certainly exist, but it's not real. If you really want to marry me, it's not impossible, it's just that the country currently doesn't allow polygamy..."
Hearing this, Guo Aihua fully understood.
"So? What choices are you giving me? Fake marriage like those other women? Or go abroad to marry you?" Guo Aihua asked again.
Yi Anguo said nothing. He felt he had no right to speak.
The originally ambiguous atmosphere seemed to freeze, and Guo Aihua instinctively moved slightly to the side.
A large part of Yi Anguo's embrace instantly became empty.
He lowered his head in guilt and said, "I'm sorry... I should have explained all of this to you before you returned, but I didn't know how to explain it, so I can only leave the choice to you."
Guo Aihua felt extremely devastated; she had searched for so many years only to end up like this.
