Chen Ting was somewhat surprised, her lips pursed as she carefully said, "Is there a need to be so unyielding? After all, Pei Jingchuan's affection for you is genuine."
"Is his affection genuine?" Jiang Yuzhu responded with a bitter smile, tears gathering in her eyes, "If that's true, then he had been deceiving me from the start."
"Tingting, I have made up my mind. You don't need to persuade me anymore." Jiang Yuzhu took a few sips of white porridge then lost her appetite. She put down her bowl and chopsticks, picking up her glass of milk to drink.
Chen Ting sighed, "Yuzhu, I think you should think it through. I feel you have feelings of love for Pei Jingchuan."
"Maybe Pei Jingchuan also wants to explain things to you. Maybe you should listen to what he has to say."
Even though Jiang Yuzhu and Pei Jingchuan had only been married for two months, Chen Ting had witnessed Jingchuan's devotion to Yuzhu.