He wouldn't allow for any accidents; what he was embracing now were his future wife and child.
"Almost there, the marriage contract will be dissolved soon."
Thinking this was of utmost importance to her, Chen Dan kept reassuring her. Little did he know, her heart was already riddled with wounds, far beyond the superficial scar that met the eye.
...
After dinner, Chen Dan took Ruan Yu to his study.
"Did you used to enjoy painting?"
He lived in her apartment for a while and had seen her modest easel. But, at the time, he hadn't been genuinely interested, so he didn't bother to ask.
Now that the tables had turned, he couldn't wait to discover a myriad of hobbies she might have, just to give him a chance to connect with her more deeply.
Gazing at a row of professional painting tools, Ruan Yu didn't give a cold response, nor was she enthusiastic, but she replied politely: "I've never taken classes. It was purely out of liking it, painting for fun."
