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Evenings in the early spring were very cold. Seeing as He Jichen was just wearing a thin shirt, Chen Bai ran out after him in a hurry with a jacket.

He Jichen was already in the elevator and had pressed the button to close the doors when Chen Bai reached the office door.

“Mr. He...” Chen Bai quickly raised his voice and walked faster, but he only managed to call out He Jichen’s name when the elevator doors closed.

As long as there’s a shred of hope, I should try, right?

So I have to find her and explain things clearly. Even if she gets mad or angry, what’s there to be afraid of?

It’s better than her thinking I have a wife, making it so there’s no chance of us being together romantically, right?

With that thought, He Jichen’s fingers clutching the marriage certificates started to tremble with anxiety and agitation.

Midway down the elevator shaft, He Jichen realized he left the office in such a hurry that he hadn’t planned what he was going to tell Ji Yi when he saw her. Then he shut his eyes, took a deep breath, calmed down, and started to mentally create a script.

“Ji Yi, there’s something I want to tell you. The person on my marriage certificate is actually you.”

That err... does that sound a bit too serious?

“Ji Yi, I brought the marriage certificates. Look at them for yourself!”

That err... sounds a little too half-hearted, right?

“Ji Yi...”

In a few short seconds, He Jichen came up with several starting points in his mind, but he didn’t think any of them were good enough.

When the elevator reached the parking lot, the doors opened and as he stepped out, he instantly realized he should apologize earnestly first then tell her she was the one he married.

As soon as those words left his mouth, he knew he had to come clean about everything he kept in the dark from her.

For example, he didn’t want to see her fall for Qian Ge’s trap and marry someone else, so he had no choice but to use his brother’s identity and lie to her.

And Bro died four years ago but the He family didn’t make it public. The He Yuguang she was in contact with all of last year was actually him.

And he only did it because he liked her. He liked her when they first met as young students. She was the Cola Girl he talked about that night at West Lake when he said: “She’s the only good thing in my life, yet she’s also my worst memory.”

If she really was mad at him for lying and keeping secrets and if she didn’t want to forgive him, he had another thing to say to her: “Actually I’m really not so bad. Do you want to try to fall in love with me?”

When you truly loved someone, there was nothing the heart could do about it. He Jichen felt the same way he did when he talked to Fatty before the college entrance exams, before they got into that misunderstanding about confessing to her after the exams.

He felt uneasy and anxious, yet there was an indescribable pang of sweetness.

After he stepped out of the elevator and walked about fifty meters, He Jichen spotted his own car.

Even though he was quite some distance away, he dug into his pockets for the keys and opened the car doors.

The car lights lit up. As the car beeped to show that the doors were unlocked, he heard his name called beside him: “He Jichen.”