"Alright, I understand." Wan Yuqiong sighed. She could tell the other person's attitude wasn't lying; perhaps, this woman truly loved Qian Jianming.
But, if she really couldn't let go, how could she have been so ruthless at that time, causing Qian Jianming to die so tragically?
Seeing her confusion, Yao Xinqing gave a bitter smile: "You have children, so you won't understand my feelings. To me, Qian Jianming is my everything. If he abandoned me, it would be like the entire world abandoned me.
Moreover, I got my job with his help. If he truly abandoned me, I would lose my job. You know how my family treats me.
I can't imagine wandering alone with no guarantee of food, clothing, shelter, or travel. In such a situation, I would rather perish together with him than allow him to leave me for another woman.
My love is just that selfish, but it's this selfish love that truly loves him. Unlike you, whose feelings for your children exceed those for him.
