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Yan Wenmo looked much calmer after getting the answer, and even her expression was more relaxed. Jiang Wenbai looked at her relieved expression and felt that Gu Hansheng's place in her heart might not be as insignificant as she thought.

In fact, Yan Wenmo didn't know how he felt about Gu Hansheng? It was hard to describe, and even complicated.

She felt heartbroken when she saw him getting hurt, and she felt heartbroken when she was sad. She didn't know if this heartbreak was hers?! Or was it the heartbreak of this body itself?! But she was not used to it.

Too intense love and hate will hurt others and oneself, so Yan Wenmo has always kept her emotions stable. But it seems that when she meets Gu Hansheng, her emotions are always not calm.

She deliberately concealed her emotions and constantly warned herself not to pay too much attention to Gu Hansheng. She even told herself over and over again that if she fell in love with Gu Hansheng, she would die.

However, when she was in the Fire Domain, when she saw her fourth uncle being thrown into the Fire Domain and tortured, when she saw Gu Hansheng, she was actually glad that he did not kill her fourth uncle. After all, if her fourth uncle was really dead, she would definitely hate him, hate him to death.

Fortunately, Fourth Uncle was not dead, but was just injured. However, she didn't know how to deal with this situation for a moment. She could only tell herself to take Fourth Uncle away, treat his injuries, and leave that place of trouble as soon as possible.

But he insisted on keeping her, even if he was injured, he wanted to keep her, and even keep her here, in a small world like the Yan family mansion.

He told her with his actions that he wanted to marry her, wanted to fulfill all her wishes, let her trust him, and let her do everything she liked here.

Yan Wenmo is not a spoiled person. She knows that being loved is a blessing, and being spoiled is even more of a blessing.

She always cherished the friendship of others, but she really didn't know how to respond to Gu Hansheng's friendship.

Will you give him love?! Will you give him your heart?! Will you give him the forever he longs for?!

Yan Wenmo is not a brave person. She knows that she cannot risk death to love someone passionately, and she cannot have an everlasting love for Gu Hansheng until death.

But she also knew that if the other person was in trouble, she would not sit idly by and watch. She would definitely save him, but only him.

She couldn't love, nor did she want to hate. She didn't want to get too close, but she didn't want to stay away either. For a moment, she even envied Yan Qingshuang, envious of her courage to love and hate, unlike herself, who was hesitant and confused, unable to pick up, and unable to let go.

Suddenly, her hand was wrapped in a ball of heat. It was Jiang Wenbai who held her hand. Yan Wenmo subconsciously looked at Jiang Wenbai who was standing beside her. Jiang Wenbai stretched out his other hand to tidy up her messy hair and said sincerely:

"Thirteen, your hair is messy"

As he spoke, his fingers stopped just beside her cheek, but he refused to move away, instead gently touching her cheek.

He looked at her gently and firmly, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

Yan Wenmo didn't understand what the other person meant, nor did he understand why he wanted to touch his face? He just felt that this was indeed a bit ambiguous.

She subconsciously wanted to stretch out her hand to block Jiang Wenbai's hand, but Jiang Wenbai grabbed her outstretched wrist and asked seriously and sincerely:

"Thirteen, it's mine, right?! Thirteen has always been mine, right?!"

It’s not Yan Qingshuang, not Shuang’er, but Thirteen, Yan Shisan, it’s her, Yan Wenmo.

Yan Wenmo couldn't describe her feelings at the moment. It was as if at this moment, Jiang Wenbai extremely forcefully tore off all the disguises and substitutes about Yan Qingshuang that Gu Hansheng had given her, and told her very directly and seriously.

You are not her, you are not Yan Qingshuang, you don’t have to bear his love, and you don’t have to accept the debt of love she owes you. You are yourself, and you have always been yourself.

It seemed that everything suddenly became clear to him. The person Gu Hansheng loved was Yan Qingshuang, the real eldest daughter of the Yan family, and not Yan Wenmo. She was just a lonely soul temporarily living in Yan Qingshuang's body.

Therefore, his love, his favor, and everything he gave were based on her current identity, the identity occupying Yan Qingshuang's body, not her as a person, not herself.

Just because of that momentary confusion, she threw herself into his trap disguised as love and disguised herself as his lover, but she didn't know that all this did not belong to her, but to another person.

Therefore, her entanglement, her tossing and turning, and her ambiguity should not have appeared in the first place.

Those things did not belong to her in the first place. They belonged to another girl. It was a sincere, genuine and passionate love that she should not possess or snatch. At least, she was not herself.

So, Yan Wenmo looked at Jiang Wenbai, shook his head, and then said with a smile:

"Thirteen doesn't belong to anyone. Thirteen is her own Thirteen. She belongs to herself."

Jiang Wenbai didn't seem to expect Yan Wenmo to answer like this, so he was subconsciously stunned for a moment, and then looked at her face, and couldn't help asking:

"Can I be Thirteen's?! Thirteen, you won't leave me, right?!"

Yan Wenmo didn't seem to expect Jiang Wenbai to ask such a question. She looked at Jiang Wenbai in astonishment, seeing his expectant expression, and asked hesitantly:

"Why are you asking me that?! Why do you belong to me?!"

Jiang Wenbai held Yan Wenmo's hand tightly for some unknown reason, looked into her eyes, and seemed to have given her psychological hints and encouragement for a long time before he spoke sincerely and firmly, even in a way that would not allow rejection:

"Because I like Thirteen. From the moment you and the Demon Lord appeared in front of me in the corridor of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, I fell in love with you."

As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes, looked at Yan Wenmo's increasingly stunned expression, and spoke nervously and excitedly:

"I like Thirteen, I like her very much. Although I am not very strong, I also want to protect Thirteen. I also want to fulfill all her wishes for her. I also want to do a lot of things with Thirteen, even if they are very boring things."

At this point, his hands clenched even tighter. He paid close attention to Yan Wenmo's expression and spoke word by word:

"No matter what happens in the future, I want to be with Thirteen and tell her that no matter where she is, I will be there. I will not give up on her, nor will I abandon her, nor will I leave her alone. I can protect her from the wind and rain, or I can set her free. As long as she is happy, I am willing to do whatever she wants."

This was the first time that Yan Wenmo had been confessed to in this way, and the person to whom he confessed was the person who had bullied her before. Although... although his oath was really nice, she still seemed unable to accept it.

No… No, how could he… How could he like me?! Shouldn’t he like the heroine?! Why would he like me?! What did she do wrong to ruin the plot?

Yan Wenmo was at a loss. She looked at Jiang Wenbai in panic, and subconsciously had the urge to run away. So, she tried to break free from Jiang Wenbai's hand without saying anything. She didn't know whether she was ashamed or angry, or she was at a loss when she said:

"You...you let go."

Seeing her like this, Jiang Wenbai clenched his fists even tighter and pleaded:

"Thirteen, I...I did something wrong. Tell me and I will change. You...you can't abandon me."

Upon hearing this, Yan Wenmo became even more panicked. She didn’t know why she was panicking. She just... felt that this shouldn’t be the case. It shouldn’t be like this.

But the more she struggled, the tighter Jiang Wenbai held her. He looked at Yan Wenmo stubbornly and said indignantly:

"What did I do wrong that you reject me like this?!"

Yan Wenmo didn't want to pay attention to Jiang Wenbai's complaints, but he didn't let go, so she had to break down and say:

"No, you...how can you like me?! Why do you like me?! I...there's nothing likable about me, right?!"

Jiang Wenbai looked at Yan Wenmo and forced her to look at him. Yan Wenmo subconsciously wanted to hide, but Jiang Wenbai forced her to straighten her eyes and stare into his eyes.

Yan Wenmo's heart was in turmoil, and she felt even more panicked, but Jiang Wenbai held her face and said firmly:

"Thirteen is good, every aspect of him is good, his strengths are good, his weaknesses are good too, I like Thirteen, I only like Thirteen, I only like Thirteen, so you have no choice"