"It's really tough holding on by myself."
Chiang Xiao spoke these words in a voice so low it was almost inaudible.
She thought Ah Liu didn't hear it, but in fact, both he and Meng Xinian did.
Their hearts ached sharply at the same moment, like being pricked by a needle.
In that instant, they both had an impulse to give up everything—family, estate, future—and just stay by her side.
However, when they thought of the enemies that might be lurking around them, the knives that could strike at any moment, the images that flashed in their minds, they both renewed their determination.
They needed to protect well, but living in this world, mere accompaniment is not protection.
Their enemies might be too formidable; they couldn't settle for mediocrity or comfort, they had to remain vigilant and ready to fight at all times.
They also needed wealth and power to shield her from future storms.
For Ah Liu, that's what he thought.
For Meng Xinian, there was another layer of meaning.
