C1398 Li Nan's Hand

"You're not my husband?"

Duan Xiangning's eyes dimmed as she looked at Lee Nanfang.

In its place was blankness.

"You, why aren't you my husband?

In my mind, you should have been my husband.

If you weren't my husband, who would be my husband?

Can you tell me who my husband is?

Who is my husband?

"Who is it?"

Duan Xiangning muttered as she let go of Lee Nanfang's neck with her left hand