Ning Xin's eyes were barely open, her fan-like eyelashes faintly trembling. Her breathing was very shallow, so shallow that it was as though she would disappear at any time.
"Because I admire you a lot."
After a brief moment, the young girl opened her eyes, a pair of eyes that appeared as though they could speak, and silently stared at the man in front of her, a weak smile appearing on her pretty face.
Yun Qingya's heart trembled, his arm unconsciously tightly holding the girl's body.
"Brother Yun, I don't admire you merely because of your talent! I have seen many geniuses in my life, the Ning Family alone has many! However, after hearing your story, I was deeply captivated by you." The young girl's voice was faint, but her tone carried an unquestionable resolution. "I admire your backbone and am infatuated with your defiant and unyielding spirit! Although you knew the other party's identity, you still stood on the stage and were unwilling to lay down your respect and pride."
