"You're wrong," Yang Ruxin sneered. "It's just the opposite. What you can give me, he can also give me, but what he can give me, you can never provide."
"Do tell," he said.
"Sincerity!" Yang Ruxin looked at Qi Jingyun. "And a love that lasts from the beginning to the end."
Qi Jingyun just laughed, "The so-called sincerity and love that women speak of are nothing more than a man's doting. If you were with me, due to your lowly birthright, aside from the position of principal wife, which I cannot offer you, I can still make you the first consort. Moreover, I could let you run the Wang Residence's inner courtyard, and most months, I'd spend the majority of my time in your room..."
