Jiang Xinli buried her face in Sheng Tianze's back and shook her head gently.
"No... Ah Ze, I should have told you about Bai Yao beforehand."
The faint scent of cedarwood wafting from him was both reassuring and captivating.
The man finally turned around, his long, pale fingers lifting her chin.
Those deep, gilt-like eyes were still gentle and affectionate, but a frantic undercurrent of the possessiveness she knew so well churned within them.
"My Lili..." He reached out and pulled her into his arms, his thumb gently caressing her lips. "You wanted to wait until after we left Dark Star to register your marriage with him. Were you worried about dragging him into trouble?"
Jiang Xinli gazed into his eyes and suddenly smiled. "So, this is why you're jealous?"
"Mm," he said, suddenly tightening his arms and locking her firmly in his embrace. "Especially the thought of my little rose... going to such lengths for another man..."
Jiang Xinli understood.
