Zhu Zhuqing was going home, and Dan Heng had no reason to stop her.
As a teacher—and only a teacher—Dan Heng would never do anything that forced his students against their will.
When he returned to the room, Gu Yuena was still lying in bed, her pretty face so pale that it lacked even a trace of color.
She looked at Dan Heng, parted her lips, and softly asked, "Husband, Zhu Zhuqing...?"
"Her elder sister took her home."
Dan Heng walked to the bedside and answered.
Gu Yuena stretched her arms from beneath the blanket, white as snow, wrapped them around Dan Heng's arm, and pressed it against her cheek. "But Husband should know that Zhu Zhuqing didn't want to leave, did she?"
Dan Heng fell silent for a moment, then gave a quiet hum.
Of course he could tell that Zhu Zhuqing had not wanted to leave.
But likewise, he did not want to invite trouble.
Zhu Zhuqing had not been forcibly taken somewhere dangerous. She had simply gone home, so he convinced himself not to interfere.
But now that Gu Yuena had brought it up, a ripple stirred in his heart.
Was this really the right thing to do?
Could he really be happy with this?
Gu Yuena stared at Dan Heng's face and smiled with pursed lips. Suddenly, she said, "Husband, no matter what choice you make, I'll support you. Because I'm your Wife. We'll always be of one heart."
"..." Feeling Gu Yuena's cool, soft cheek against him, Dan Heng's heart stirred.
Although he had initially been forced to acknowledge their fake marriage simply because he did not want to invite trouble, as they became increasingly familiar with each other, it seemed harder and harder to regard her as merely a passerby.
He looked at Gu