Mo Xunxun tightly held Jian Yi's hand, preventing him from speaking, and said herself, "Dad, Mom, Jian Yi is my husband. I love him very much, truly love him. Let me say something that might upset you, in my heart, Jian Yi comes first. I know you love me, and that makes me hope even more that you can accept Jian Yi. I don't dare to ask you to treat him like you treat me, but at least... stop using cold words to mock him and humiliate him, because it hurts me, it makes me feel bad..."
Mo Xunxun felt troubled hearing those harsh words her parents directed at Jian Yi.
The joy of seeing her parents again after so many years was suddenly replaced by sadness.
