"Aunt Xie, the three-year deadline is approaching and it's time for me to leave."
Ruan Li knelt on the ground, looking down at her bleeding wrist, with bitterness and loneliness in her voice.
Mother Xie on the other end of the phone suddenly became anxious.
"Lili, it's not that Alin doesn't love you, he just loves you without knowing it. Can you give him another chance and wait for him?"
Ruan Li smiled bitterly: "Aunt Xie, I have occupied the position of A Lin's wife for three years, and I have been hated by him for three years. I am really tired."
She paused slightly before trying her best to speak in a calm tone.
"The person he loves is about to return to China, and it's time for me to give him his freedom."
