Jian An'an had always been a woman of her word; once she made up her mind about something, she would see it through to the end.
Li Shaoting's gaze flickered with an inscrutable, dark emotion. He knew Jian An'an was only willing to face this situation for his sake, but he would rather she didn't have to deal with any of it at all.
Sensing Li Shaoting's mood, Jian An'an looked up, smiled, and took his hand, their fingers interlocking.
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