"Next time you encounter something like this, fight back directly. Be more assertive. At least for now, you are still my wife, Yan Sijue." Yan Sijue said calmly.
At least for now.
Just now, Mu Yiliang had stopped Mu Yixun's questioning, but she was also curious about the answer to this question in her heart. And now, the man had provided an answer: at this moment, she was his wife, but in the future, that might not be the case.
It seems that this man never thought about staying with her forever. Divorcing her is only a matter of time.
This kind of thinking is undoubtedly more beneficial to Mu Yiliang's plan, but this answer still made Mu Yiliang a bit unhappy.
Even if one day we get divorced, it would only be because I dumped you, Young Master Yan.
This was what Mu Yiliang thought, with a subtle curve in her lips.
"I will." She said softly.
Yan Sijue took in her docile demeanor completely.
