Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
What did he say?
Nian Xiaomu hugged the photo album tightly and swallowed hard.
She pondered if he meant his words or if he was simply being sarcastic.
However, he continued to show an expressionless face without any signs of strangling her to death.
So… they were really going to keep looking?
This did not seem like a great idea though…
It felt like a trap to look at a photo album of her male childhood friend with her fiancé!
“Yu Yuehan, why don’t we stop looking at it…” As soon as Nian Xiaomu opened her mouth, the person in front of her calmly took the photo album from her hands and started to flip it open.
With an exceptionally handsome face and perfect facial features, he emitted a regal aura just by standing there. No one dared to blaspheme him.
Seeing that he had flipped open the photo album, Nian Xiaomu couldn’t suppress the anxious feeling in her heart and leaned forward.
Both of them had already seen the first photo.
Looking on nervously as Yu Yuehan flipped to the second photo, she had already positioned herself in a stance such that she could lunge forward and snatch the photo album away.
They were already behaving so intimately in the first photo; if the second photo turned out to be even more excessive, she would snatch the photo album away immediately and burn it discreetly!
Who cared about the evidence? She would decide her next step after appeasing her iceberg!
Nian Xiaomu held her breath and stared fixedly at the photo album.
She heaved a sigh of relief shortly after she saw the second photo clearly.
Thank goodness it wasn’t a group photo; it was just a photo of her sketching in the backyard by herself.
At that point in time, she was still very young and wasn’t very tall yet. As such, she appeared to be very tiny compared to the easel. Holding on to a pencil while sketching, she wasn’t looking at the easel and was instead looking ahead…
Nian Xiaomu discovered something amiss and froze.
Even though she was facing the easel, she wasn’t sketching and was instead looking ahead. And the person who stood in front of her was… Fan Yu, the one who had snapped the photo.
As Nian Xiaomu stared at her extremely smiley self in the photo, she wished so badly that she could stab herself blind.
She didn’t see anything.
She didn’t see anything.
She had amnesia—this wasn’t her.
She would not admit to anything from the past!
Nian Xiaomu raised her head suddenly and looked toward Yu Yuehan, who seemed to be having the same thoughts as her.
His eyes were as dark as ink as he lowered his gaze slowly and took a glance at her.
There wasn’t anger in his eyes.
However, for some reason, one’s heart would shiver and they would feel immense panic when they saw that gaze of his…
He might as well give her a scolding directly instead of showing this expression.
In that case, she would have a chance to play the blame game—she could accuse him of domestic abuse and take the chance to play the self pity card…
However, he did not say anything and simply stared at her with hidden bitterness. She felt so guilty.
What should she do?
The goddess might turn into a bachelorette before they even finished viewing the photo album…
Nian Xiaomu snatched away the photo album and closed it. Hugging the photo album, she plunged into Yu Yuehan’s embrace.
“I don’t care, I don’t care. Since you are already mine, you cannot collect old debts from me. Goddesses are very popular—I might get snatched away if you don’t want me!”
Yu Yuehan asked, “Nian Xiaomu, don’t you care about your dignity?”
“Why would I want my dignity if I lost my fiancé?” Nian Xiaomu replied in an aggrieved manner as she snuggled in his embrace.
From that pitiful look of hers, it was as if she was the one who had been cheated on.
The corners of Yu Yuehan’s lips twitched as he reached out to pinch her face before saying, “I like how you appear so confident when you’re the one who is acting shamelessly.”
Nian Xiaomu countered and asked, “Are you still angry then?”
When Yu Yuehan heard this, he took a glance at Fan Yu, the person who had attempted to agitate him. With a flicker of his eyes, he said with a pause after every word, “Somebody can only hug this photo album and reminisce about the past now. I am magnanimous. I am not angry.”