"I couldn't let you go... You're my wife, married to me in a proper ceremony. I'm willing to stay with you for the rest of our lives." What should have been an unshakable declaration weakened in an instant when I faced her questioning gaze. I didn't know how I was supposed to respond to my wife's sister.
Love was sometimes complicated. When love ran deep, it became more like familial affection, something that could never be severed. But when my love for Xue Qingcheng was also laid before me as a choice, even if I could be decisive, I still couldn't cut away the tangled emotions entwined like a thousand silken threads.
"Anyone... anyone would be fine... but her..." My wife's sister shook her head. Looking into my eyes, she also began to seem helpless. "Why... did it turn out this way..."
"My Supreme One... isn't this all fate?"
A familiar, aged voice rang out in the darkness. My heart jolted, and I abruptly looked toward Grandma, who was slowly emerging from the dark. "Grandma!"
"Child." Grandma's face was still pale, but her loving eyes remained as pleasing as ever, impossible to tire of looking at. She looked at me now, her smile faint and kindly. "You made the Supreme One angry again, didn't you? Do you remember? When you were little, you never made her this angry."
"Grandma..." I sighed and looked toward my wife's sister. The light in her eyes flickered as she stared intently at me. I knew she was gritting her teeth, holding back the words she was about to say.
Grandma had always been the mediator.
"Zhou Ying, is this the outcome you wanted?" my wife's sister suddenly asked. A trace of bitterness appeared in Grandma's eyes as she said, "This is fate too... Isn't