He knew Yan Xiqian so well, he might even know her better than her family.

On the surface, it seems that he doesn't care about anything, but in fact, once he gives his affection, he is very afraid of losing it.

Even if there is still a little possibility, she will try to save it.

But if redemption is a burden for the other party, she will fall into infinite entanglements.

At this moment, she didn't want to lose him, but she had no choice but to alienate him.

Even just in case, I erected a high barrier in my heart to prevent similar situations from happening again.

Qi Wenya sighed deeply, he felt a little despicable.

She would become like this, he had already thought of it.

However, at that time, he was immersed in his own pain, hoping to grab the last straw and win a chance for himself.

But he didn't care that this straw was not a straw, but a knife that pierced Yan Xiqian's heart.

"Ah Qian, are you okay?" Qi Wenya asked.

Yan Xiqian nodded, and replied lightly, "I'm fine."

Qi Wenya clenched her fists under the embroidered robe, and said, "Ah Qian, I've already put it down. What happened before was because I was too extreme. May I apologize to you?"

Yan Xi was slightly startled, and finally raised his eyes, looking at him in astonishment.

Qi Wenya smiled and said, "What's the matter? You don't think that I will never forget you, do you?"

As he spoke, he tapped Yan Xiqian's forehead with his knuckles, and said, "Smelly girl, are you too narcissistic?"

He acted so naturally, as if speaking from the bottom of his heart.

Yan Xi was stunned for a long time before her eyes turned red in panic, and she said, "Are you really not angry with me?"

Qi Wenya's heart felt as if she had been pricked by a needle, it hurt so badly that she couldn't breathe.

But he still managed to smile and said: "Thinking about it carefully, there is nothing to be angry about. I liked you once, and you don't like me. This is a very natural thing."

Yan Xi opened his mouth shallowly, not knowing what to say.

The man said again: "Besides, don't I already have a wife? You also...have an extra sister-in-law, aren't you happy?"

A tear fell from Yan Xiqian's face, she quickly wiped it away, showing a relieved smile, "I thought... I thought you were really going to have nothing to do with me forever."

For a moment, Qi Wenya couldn't tell whether she was crying or laughing.

But he knew that even if he was crying, it was because he could let go, so let him cry with joy!

He really wanted to open his arms and hug her as if it was the last farewell to his love for many years.

Qi Wenya withdrew her thoughts and looked at Qing Yanci.

This was the first time he had seen the legendary Yan Ci Shangshen, but he knew him and knew that he was Yan Xiqian's husband.

It's just that this person doesn't seem to be as mature and stable as I thought, but rather...childish.

Qi Wenya smiled faintly, and said, "Is this the reason why Yanci Shangshen came here this time?"

Qing Yanci did not speak, expressing his acquiescence.

Qi Wenya said: "God, don't worry, I will not be a threat to God."

Qing Yanci said indifferently: "That's the best."

Qi Wenya only knew that Yan Xiqian's marriage back then was Tianjun's will, not from his own heart, and the indifferent husband who looked at her now didn't seem to be the type she would like either.

Although Qi Muyang and Yan Xiqian had some contacts, because of their past, Qi Wenya never asked about Yan Xiqian's affairs.

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