Shen Jinci's smile faded, replaced by a serious look: "Yueyue, I don't like Xiangjiang. My return is because of you. From the beginning, my intentions were impure."
He spoke so straightforwardly that Bian Yue was momentarily stunned and speechless. After a while, she said slowly: "You came back for me..."
"Yes."
"But, have we met before?" Bian Yue looked puzzled, "Wasn't our first meeting at that party?"
"When there's a chance later, I'll tell you slowly." Shen Jinci kissed Bian Yue's forehead, his voice low and tender: "It's a long story, not suitable for tonight. Anyway, I will tell you everything later, it's already late, Yueyue, good night."
Bian Yue was deeply moved inside but did not ask further.
She was willing to wait for Shen Jinci to tell her this secret about the past…
The next day's headline in Xiangjiang news read, 'Wife's Birthday Party of Lixing Group's Spokesperson Draws the Elite of Xiangjiang.'
