"You are unwilling? Or do you think my brother is unworthy of you?"
The woman behind the screen asked in a calm tone.
She seemed to have anticipated the reaction from the girl in the white dress.
"No, no, no, of course not, it is I who am unworthy of Wenzhu!" the girl in the white dress quickly replied, "I come from a humble background, merely a lowly maidservant. Wenzhu is of the Emperor Clan's lineage, how could I dare to aspire so high?"
"That is not an issue, as long as he likes you, that's enough!" the woman said indifferently, "Don't tell me that you can't feel his affection for you at all!"
"But..."
The girl in the white dress bit her lip, her hands nervously intertwined, her nails digging deeply into her flesh without her realizing.
How could she completely fail to notice any of the attitudes Meng Wenzhu held towards her?
It's just that most times, she would rather not think about it, not face it.
