The Art of Pursuing: The Unyielding Ex-wife Chapter 335: Those Who Hold True Love Deserve Tenderness

Munni blinked gently, with tears sliding out from her eyes again, making her view a bit blurred, but she could vaguely see the worried and tense expression on Yisen’s face.

"En." She softly voiced out.

Munni’s heart was burdened with too many negative emotions, she needed to express and relieve stress.

After calming down, she slowly opened her slightly reddened lips and said, "Yisen, in the letter she said she regretted leaving behind; actually, I would have preferred her saying, with her old proud attitude, that she didn’t even care about abandoning back then. Maybe then, my heart would feel much better."

"But, that way you wouldn’t know that she loves you."

Munni slightly lowered her eyes, with a tear drop hanging on her butterfly-wing-like eyelashes, resembling the dewdrops hanging on the petals in the morning.

What Xu Yisen said was not untrue; these past years, she was always troubled by the fact that Zhao Yaru had abandoned her, questioning herself multiple tis whether she was really so awful that even her biological mother disliked her.

The love expressed in Zhao Yaru’s letter made her feel contentnt and happiness.

She reached into the box again and picked up a photo fra, which held a photo of her and Zhao Yaru taken together at her six-year-old birthday in a studio.

"Munni, those who harbor true love should be treated with kindness."

Yisen reached out gently to stroke Munni’s head, his tone full of affection and fondness for her.

He continued, "A loving girl like you deserves to be cherished and cared for by everyone."

Like Zhao Yaru, Yisen had also overlooked Munni’s goodness, only realizing his mistake after losing her.

Luckily, he’s more fortunate than Zhao Yaru; at least he regretted in ti and still has enough ti and energy to make ands and retake pursuit of Munni.

Munni was slightly stunned and then tilted her head to look at Yisen seated in the driver’s seat.

His pair of delicate eyes like glass turned into soft brightness under the morning sunlight, holding deep, profound emotions within as they gazed at Munni.

eting Munni’s clear eyes like spring water, Yisen swiftly unbuckled his seatbelt, supporting Munni’s head with his left hand, and leaned in to kiss her scarlet lips without hesitation.

Munni blinked sluggishly, the tears condensed on her eyelashes shining like starlight in the night, emitting a soft glow.

When she reacted, she slowly lowered her eyes, allowing Yisen to kiss her gently yet assertively.

The originally anxious and uneasy heart gradually cald under his soothing touch, her consciousness slowly dispersing, sinking bit by bit into the tender trap he wove.

The long-yearned-for red lips were even more wonderful than imagined, making Yisen slightly reluctant to let go.

He deepened the kiss, with his lips maintaining gentle pressure yet carrying an undeniably dominating force.

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On the day of Zhao Yaru’s funeral, New York City which had been sunny for days, started to drizzle.

Munni and Yisen arrived early at the church where Zhao Yaru’s funeral was about to be held.

At that ti, Zhang Chufeng had already managed a lot of things in the church, and upon Munni and Yisen’s arrival, he introduced so guests who ca for Zhao Yaru’s funeral to them.

"This is Mrs. Jiang, she was Aunt Zhao’s close friend during her life. Mrs. Jiang, this is Aunt Zhao’s daughter, Munni, and this is Munni’s friend, Xu Yisen."

Mrs. Jiang is also a Chinese, and just by one glance, one can see that, like Zhao Yaru, she lives in high society and pursues elegant living.