A familiar face suddenly appeared in the scene, looking somewhat like him, but Wen Li was certain that it wasn't him; he hadn't been here last night.
Memories of last night flooded the man's mind. He could clearly see the origins of the marks on Liu Yin's neck, except that the man looked remarkably like him.
The intense heat and tenderness caused Wen Li to have a slightly strange sensation. The air suddenly became scorching, and the man tightened his grip on Liu Yin, pressing her tightly against his body.
He seemed to be completely immersed in that memory, which was intertwined with reality, making it difficult for him to distinguish between them. However, it was undeniable that he was insanely jealous of the man from last night.
But suddenly, at a certain moment, he saw the woman's fingernails scratch across her chest, digging tightly into her skin, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
He also has this scar on his chest, and a few more on his back. So, did it happen last night without his knowledge?
Wen Li gradually loosened his lips, and the area on the back of Liu Yin's neck became even more red and swollen. A sense of guilt suddenly arose in the man's heart, but this emotion only lasted for a brief moment.
He looked down at her flushed face, her eyes slightly moist, her gaze filled with accusation, yet her actions just now didn't seem to indicate that she had tried to push him away.
Well, maybe a little, but not really resistant, but the man took it as not disliking it.
Wen Li's eyes curved slightly, and her voice suddenly softened, becoming more like a coaxing tone, "Since your husband is dead, how about I become your husband?"
Although his words were gentle, the threat in his eyes was genuine.
The man gave Liu Yin some time to consider. He lowered his eyes and stared at her tearful eyes, the tears hanging at the corners of her eyes, seemingly about to fall, making them particularly eye-catching.
"How pitiful," Wen Li thought to herself, but she had no intention of comforting Liu Yin. She simply gently rubbed the red mark on Liu Yin's collarbone with her hand.
Just looking at him, he could recall what had happened last night.
The surroundings suddenly fell silent, with only faint sobs and the sound of their breathing remaining.
Liu Yin raised her eyes, just about to shake her head in refusal, when she was suddenly interrupted by the man's voice, "Think carefully before you speak."
Wen Li is not actually a good person at waiting, but his current actions are different from what he used to be.
After her initial refusal was interrupted, Liu Yin looked at the coldness in his eyes and had no choice but to nod in agreement.
"Alright, stop crying." The man lowered his head and kissed Liu Yin's eye, his voice slightly hoarse. "I don't like you crying at a time like this."
"Have we met before?" Liuyin nestled in his arms and asked softly.
"You must have met her before." Wen Li's gaze wandered, and she reached out to touch Liu Yin's cheek affectionately. "However, I don't remember, and perhaps you don't remember either."
Zuoshou Town, he had been here before.
As for Liuyin, he must have met her before. Did he like her back then? Otherwise, there's no way to explain his current actions.
Wen Li now seems to have been split into two people. One person stands aside, observing every move here, even scoffing at his own actions.
Meanwhile, another man was eagerly clamoring for possession, wanting the woman in front of him to have all her attention on him, and even feeling satisfied because of her nod.
He will definitely be a good husband in the future.
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