After a long time, Lu Ziyuan's lips parted, his voice trembling: "It's my fault. I'll treat you well from now on, never letting you be sad again. For the rest of my life, only you..."
"Let's forget it," Xie Wanqing interrupted him with a low chuckle, "You bear the responsibility for the Lu Family's legacy. How could I put you in a difficult position, asking you to stay with just me? How will the Lu Family thrive?"
The words he once said impatiently now turned into a sharp blade, casually thrown back by her.
Lu Ziyuan's eyes were unknowingly red, he shut his eyes tight, gripping her hand firmly, his voice hoarse: "What must I do for you to be willing to return to how things were?"
Xie Wanqing sighed softly, "There's no going back. I don't dare let myself be foolish again."
