Miss Yunge, her head a little dazed, didn't realize that in a moment of distraction, she had sold herself. However, even if she realized it later, she would probably not have the guts to refuse him again.
Young Master Qingchen didn't care about the young miss's momentary lapse of judgment. Seeing Yunge obediently nod in agreement, he felt extraordinarily satisfied. He lifted his hand to caress Yunge's glossy black hair, his usually indifferent handsome face now filled with affection.
Young Master Qingchen was so outstanding and transcendent that he saw everything too clearly; even his emotions were somewhat more subdued than those of ordinary people. He had witnessed Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li's mutual affection, seen Han Mingyue's deep love for Su Zuidie, and even observed Third Feng, Qin Feng, and his own brothers find happiness. Despite all this, Young Master Qingchen didn't quite understand these emotions. He was dismissive of those who were trapped and suffered for love.
