"I am very happy to see you, young master."
"Ah, so that's why." Lin Yu was very proud that the daughter of the County Magistrate would be so enamored with him. "I will make you even happier in the future."
"I believe you, young master."
"Wan Mei," Lin Yu's eyes lingered on the glimpse of snowy white neck shown by Caiyun, "Let's find a quiet place to talk. It's been many days since we've seen each other. I've missed you dearly."
Caiyun almost couldn't suppress the goosebumps on her body, "As you say, young master."
Lin Yu led the group to a spot beneath the bridge, a relatively enclosed corner where the noisy voices were blocked, leaving only the sound of flowing water.
At 22, Lin Yu was at the age when most men would have already been married.
However, due to his family's poverty, no matter how many impulsive feelings he amassed, he had no outlet for them.
