"But for... for the reputation of both families, I still married you. I know it was wrong of me to leave you alone at home."

Xiao Lang's voice lowered, with a hint of guilt, "But our family has an ancestral precept that only widowhood is allowed, not divorce. Xiaoru, I... I didn't know what to do at that time, so please forgive me!"

He looked at Chen Xiaoru cautiously, like a child who had done something wrong, waiting for her response.

Chen Xiaoru looked at Xiao Lang's cautious look and her heart softened.

She knew that Xiao Lang was a soldier, a man of iron will, and it was not easy for him to look like this.

She deliberately put on a stern face and said in a serious tone, "Xiao Lang, I'm telling you, this matter is not over! You must explain to me clearly what is going on between you and that Zhu Yinyin!"

When Xiao Lang saw Chen Xiaoru like this, he knew that she was not really angry, but just wanted to hear his explanation in person.

He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said, "Xiao Ru, I swear, there's really nothing between Zhu Yinyin and me! We only met once, and it was the group leader who dragged me along. I refused at the time, but she...she's just like you said, like a dog-skin plaster, she won't let go. I really can't do anything about her!"

Chen Xiaoru felt sweet in her heart when she heard Xiao Lang's explanation, but she still pretended to be unwilling to give in.

"Humph, who knows if what you said is true or not? What if you secretly meet her without telling me?"

"Xiao Ru, how could I? You are the only one in my heart!" Xiao Lang confessed hurriedly, his eyes sincere and passionate.

Chen Xiaoru looked at Xiao Lang, who looked like he wanted to take his heart out and show it to her, and finally couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, okay, I believe you, okay?"

When Xiao Lang saw Chen Xiaoru finally smile, he felt relieved.