It seemed that Shen Qingman saw through Su Zhiruan's hesitation. Seizing the moment, he hurriedly added, "Don't worry, I'm telling the truth. My parents just want a figure to depend on. They're quite weak, so they thought about forcibly keeping me here. Once I exaggerate a bit, you and the child can live in the Imperial Palace without a care in the world."
His eyes were clear and appeared completely sincere.
"Now you're in our country's territory. Why not take a look around? I have a carriage; it's perfect to give you a lift," Shen Qingman, though young, had high emotional intelligence. Within a few words, he'd assessed Su Zhiruan's current situation and knew she would agree.
After a brief moment of contemplation, Su Zhiruan accepted the offer.
"It's best to comply with such a kind gesture, then thank you very much." She picked up her basket and gave a polite bow.
The two elderly women, seeing their mission accomplished, curiously scrutinized Su Zhiruan and Shen Qingman.
