"You have no right to decide for her."
His well-defined hand rested on the wooden table, and his deep voice was filled with authority.
"I want to see her."
"Impossible."
The man sitting opposite her exuded an aura that was as firm as a mountain. His handsome face was calm and composed.
"She's my wife now. I have the right to decide whether to stay or leave. Don't insist on bringing a 'dead person' back and maintain the status quo. Everyone will be happy."
Bo Jinchuan glanced at her calmly and asked, "Everyone is happy?"
Chu Boyang nodded without commenting.
"Who's happy? Is she the one who advocates peace, or is it you?"
Chu Boyang narrowed his eyes. "Safety is the best choice."
Bo Jinchuan retracted his hand and stood up slowly. His expression was calm and indifferent, but there was an undeniable pressure.
"Do you know that her daughter has been looking for her?"
"Naturally."