"Gongsheng, ask your heart. To me, you are only possessive without love. How far do you think you can go if you are with two people without love?" An Xin powerlessly shook her head.

Gong Sheng also suddenly stared at her, enunciating each word, "Who said that I don't love him anymore? I love you, don't worry about him."

Why would he have secretly used such a method to get her marriage certificate even if she didn't know about it? Gong Sheng slightly clenched his fist. He loved it, long, long ago, when she was very young.

He fell in love with a little girl called An Xin, but later on he lost her and kept looking for her. God sent her back to him.

How lucky he was at that time to have met her. Even though that kind of meeting wasn't beautiful, even if she had another man, what could he do? He loved her, loved her.

'Who said that I don't love him anymore? I love you, so don't worry about me.' Just these short words made An Xin stiffen.

She actually heard the palace sage say that he loved her? Very soon, her absent-minded eyes flashed as she stared back at the palace sage. She shook her head and said, "No, you don't love me. "But other than the endless harm you've done me, tell me, what else have you done?"

This was not love, absolutely not love, An Xin would rather die than believe, this was the way to love a person.

"How come you don't know that I didn't include you, didn't care about you, didn't care about you, didn't care about you?" When had he not felt heartache and tolerance? Otherwise, if she resisted like this, she would have already been viciously beaten up.

With the temper of the past Palace Sage, she had died who knows how many times already.

She did not know how much he had changed for her. He had never tried to please a girl before, but in order to please her, he had learned some odd things, such as shopping, dating, and gifting.

In the past, there was no need for him to think this way. Only someone else could please him, but what was she supposed to do with his intentions?

An Xin blinked her long eyelashes. After confirming that she hadn't misheard, she suddenly froze as she looked at the man before her with an indifferent gaze.

He said he did, but did he? Every time he took her body, every time he took her body, he would do the same. He had never worried about her wanting it or not.

If this was called love, this was called caring, then what was it that Haotian had done to her in the future?

That sunny youth always held her hand when they were out, afraid that he would lose her. He always tightly hugged her in his embrace when there were many people around.

She always wanted something to eat, so she bought it right away.

On every date, when she found him too eye-catching, he made himself particularly ugly, with a wig that made it hard to see his face.

And none of this was important. The most important thing was that the youth would never use force against her. Even a kiss would be with her consent, just a light tap on her cheek or forehead.

At that time, she felt so blessed. If she married Jing Haotian in the future, he would definitely be a good husband and father. One...

As she was deep in her thoughts, she thought of An Zimo. She suddenly shook her head with all her might. What happened to her? That relationship was long gone, long gone.

Even if Jing Haotian was considerate before, he still wanted to marry An Shiwei. He never touched her, but he did.