Tang Xiaohua's eyes conveyed a regret and sorrow that he didn't understand.
Wen Nian gazed steadily at her, watching as she spoke so matter-of-factly about truths he had completely misunderstood...
"You don't have to feel guilty or anything... and don't show a look of annoyance. I know exactly what I'm doing. If I had to do it over ten times, my first choice would still be not to tell you."
"..."
"If you hadn't come back early, you wouldn't even know about this. Once I left the President Mansion with the child, you'd know even less."
"I am the child's father. In your eyes, don't I, as the father, even have the right to know that much?"
"Wen Nian, I am grateful for your silent protection over these years. Maybe without it, my life would still be a failure, but I'm not going to give up my career for the warmth of being by your side. The title of President's wife doesn't give me any sense of security; only what I earn through my own efforts feels real to me."
