"You live here?" Ye Yuanan had driven Cheng Qing home; he frowned slightly as he took in the surroundings of the neighborhood.
"Sorry to make you laugh at me." Cheng Qing smiled, a bit embarrassed. "Ever since I divorced my child's dad, he's never cared about the child at all. I'm just a woman on my own—being able to raise my daughter to this age hasn't been easy. I'm already very content."
"I'm sorry." Ye Yuanan suddenly felt a stab of guilt. If he hadn't suggested breaking up back then, would Cheng Qing have never married someone else in anger and ended up divorced?
"It's not your fault. I was too impulsive at the time as well." Cheng Qing forced another strong smile. "Luckily, it's all in the past now."
The more she said it like this, the more uneasy Ye Yuanan felt. After all, back then he had betrayed her for the sake of the family.
"Xiaoqing, give me a chance to make it up to you, okay?" He suddenly grabbed Cheng Qing's hand, his gaze focused and full of feeling.
