Seeing his silent gaze meet hers with a faint expression, Luo Ning felt as though her heart was being sliced by a knife.
She refused to accept this reality.
"Can't you give me even a small chance? Asi is already in his twenties and has become a father. Do you really intend to carry your love and regret for Li Yuzhi to a lonely death?"
"Ajue…isn't this a bit…unfair to me?"
She was also a victim in this marriage.
A mere tool in an arranged union.
They had been married for many years, she had never put him in a difficult position, nor had she forced him to forget Li Yuzhi.
She never asked him for anything.
These were not things Zongzheng Jie was incapable of feeling or perceiving.
"Luo Ning, we are indeed old. I will take responsibility for the latter part of your life, but as for love… I'm sorry, I can't give that to you."
