Ling Chen chased her out of the restaurant and all the way to the woods outside the city. There, he saw Xu Ruoyan's slender silhouette, which revealed traces of desolation and melancholy.
"You misunderstood. The Worry-free Young Master and I are just ordinary friends," Ling Chen gazed at Xu Ruoyan's back and explained.
"You don't have to explain this to me." Xu Ruoyan didn't turn around, her back still towards Ling Chen, her voice icy cold.
Hearing this, Ling Chen's brow furrowed slightly. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "Regardless, as long as our engagement hasn't been called off, you are my betrothed, and I am responsible for you."
Perhaps moved by Ling Chen's words, Xu Ruoyan's delicate body trembled slightly. However, in the blink of an eye, her voice returned to its cold indifference.
"If it's merely because of an engagement on paper, you truly don't have to."
