Lan Jue smiled wryly, "Indeed, my heart has always been alive, but it wasn't revived because she divorced and returned home. It's been alive all along.
But, Mother, you must remember, neither you nor your son deserve Ruoxi, so don't worry. I'm more afraid than you are that she will learn of my feelings for her.
Thus, she will never know, because she has a kinder heart than yours, more compassionate. She would feel uneasy, feel she owed me. Mother, arrange my marriage as you wish, your son will not oppose.
But tomorrow I will certainly go, not only to bless her rebirth, but also in hopes of spending a little more time with her, to see her again."
Xu Jingwan listened to her son's confession, her eyes welling with tears, she said softly, "Mother never thought you'd view me like this. I truly don't like Ruoxi, thinking she's always erratic, not ladylike.
But I never wished for her death! I only spoke in front of you and Ji, because I'm thinking about your wellbeing!
