"Although the Yin Family does not fear the Mo Family's status and influence in the country, the Mo Family did sacrifice three lives for your family. I will repay this debt." Charles Yin's voice was low but carried a compelling authority: "I promised you that all your troubles would be handled by me."
Cici looked up at Charles Yin.
Mo Zixin made an agreement with me. Three years—to give you enough time for peace and reflection, and to give Mo Zixin a fair chance to win your heart. If you fall in love with him within three years, I will step aside. If you two are not together after three years, the marriage contract with the Mo Family can be compensated in another way. As long as I show enough sincerity, the engagement is canceled."
Cici stared at Charles Yin in shock: "So you agreed?"
"Yes, I agreed." A trace of bitterness and helplessness flashed in Charles Yin's eyes. "But I believe I can win this gamble! I trust you won't let me down! Even if you don't remember me, your subconscious hasn't forgotten me, right? When we met again for the first time, you clearly felt something for me!"
Cici reached out and touched her chest.
Yes, at that first meeting after our reunion, I did feel a strange impulse and... a sense of familiarity.
So even when I had forgotten everything, I still remembered him...
"Thank you for not giving up on me either." Charles Yin hugged Cici tightly. "I didn't lose—I won! Three years apart felt like forever. But I knew, if I could survive these three years, we’d never be separated again. Cici, I've waited ages, lifetimes even—I’m not afraid to wait three more. As long as you don’t let go of my hand this time, no matter how hard the road gets, I’ll walk it with you!"
Cici’s eyes instantly reddened: "Then, what price must you pay for the Mo Family to cancel this engagement?"