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nTranslator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

nShui Anluo lowered her head. Her hand, which was holding the cup, trembled.

n“I knew you earlier than he did,” Mo Lusu slowly stated.

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n“But love has no sense of time,” Shui Anluo replied.

n“I’ve treated you better than he did,” Mo Lusu emphasized.

n“But I don’t know what’s good for me,” Shui Anluo replied bitterly.

nIf love really had a sense of time, perhaps she would have fallen for her senior brother when she saw him for the first time at the café during her first year of university; If love had a sense of good and bad, perhaps she and Chu Ningyi would not have got married later on.

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nThe resolve around Mo Lusu’s body was defeated by these two responses. He clenched his fists on the table and finally straightened his back.

n“But Luoluo, loving you is my problem. Your right is whether to accept it or not,” Mo Lusu said in a dark voice.

n“Senior Brother…” Shui Anluo got up, frowning.

nSmack…

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nA notebook was thrown in front of Mo Lusu before Shui Anluo could speak. Shui Anluo blinked and turned to look. That was…

nChu Ningyi wandered over. He reached out and wrapped his arm around Shui Anluo’s shoulder then slowly said, “My apologies, Doctor Mo, loving her is a right that belongs to me and only me.” Chu Ningyi had spoken in an overbearing manner.

nMo Lusu’s eyes landed on the notebook and his heart filled with scorn.

n“Loving her?” Mo Lusu looked up. His eyes were filled with disdain as he stared into Chu Ningyi’s eyes. “As someone who claims to love her, how many times have you seen her before the wedding? As someone who claims to love her, what have you done besides hitting her when she was down back when she was in dire straits? As someone who claims to love her, when…”

n“Senior Brother…” Shui Anluo’s expression suddenly changed and her voice became shrill.

nChu Ningyi knew that she wanted to stand up for him and gently squeezed her hand so she would calm down. He then looked at Mo Lusu again, indicating for him to continue.

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n“When she was alone and pregnant, what were you doing? As someone who claims to love her, where were you when she was fighting at death’s door?”

nShui Anluo bit her lips. She wanted to object but Chu Ningyi did not let her speak.

n“I saw her twice before we got married. When she was in dire straits, I had chosen to divorce her. When she was pregnant, I confess that I had been ignorant. When she gave birth to our child, I had forgotten about this person’s existence”

nChu Ningyi said every word clearly. Each syllable was crystal clear.

nShui Anluo nodded as her heart stung with agony.

n“However, it’s because of what happened in our past that I’ll love her even more in the future. Our experiences are not our pasts but our future…” Chu Ningyi’s voice was cold but there was a certain profoundness to it.

n‘Our experiences are not our pasts but our future.’

nThis matter was between his and Shui Anluo’s past and he seemed to have emphasized this to Mo Lusu on purpose.

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nMo Lusu was smart, how could he fail to understand what that meant?

nThe part of his past that he could not let go was his mother’s death.

n“It may be a futile love and no one knows what the future holds. However, I can confirm that from now on, I’ll be her only support.” Because he had hurt her and agonized her, he knew how to treasure her even more than ever.

nShui Anluo looked up and pursed her lips at the man who was gazing at her.

nThe tension in Mo Lusu’s body has reached its limit but he still said, “Who can guarantee that this won’t happen a second time in the future?”

n“If I make the same mistake twice, I’d be just like you,” Chu Ningyi sneered at him.

nShui Anluo gulped. ‘Director Chu, are you really that vain?’

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