Fearless?
How could it be? There are too many things she fears.
Precisely because there are so many, that's why she hastily chose to cling to him; he should have known that.
Shi Nuan stopped speaking and was pulled along by Song Yansheng, with the gentle sunlight softly scattering down, casting a halo over the two of them.
The shadows of the trees, the fragrance of flowers; the green grass and red blooms, the scenery familiar yet strange.
Out of place, Shi Nuan suddenly thought of her mother.
She felt that if her mother were still alive, she would surely love this quaint and elegant mansion.
Unconsciously, the two soon reached the main hall. A servant was ahead, just about to report, when they heard the sound of cups and saucers shattering inside.
Following that was Yu Yao's angry voice: "Qingyang, what nonsense are you doing? Why are you calling off the engagement for no reason? What on earth are you thinking?"
