"Just as Sister Mianmian said, karma always holds true. You are merely doing your utmost to mitigate the losses."
He had no doubt about Ruan Mian's motives, even if he wasn't completely sure what big fish she wanted to catch with Qin Fu, his intuition told him that everything Sister Mianmian did was right, beyond question.
He was willing to follow her for a lifetime, even if... even if it wasn't like he had once imagined, he still wanted to protect her and Lord He.
Yun Xiu composed himself: "It's getting late, I won't disturb you any longer, Sister Mianmian."
Before Ruan Mian could finish speaking, he had already turned and left the room.
Yet that night, Yun Xiu sat atop the roof, unable to sleep.
Between heaven and earth, he was battling with himself, repeatedly telling himself to withdraw the certain emotions surging within his heart.
From now on, Sister Mianmian would just be his sister, just the wife of the Lord Song he respected most.
The next day.
