Qin Zheng had always been accustomed to working alone, constantly moving between tasks these years, never considering personal feelings. It was simply because he believed that having a son and wife at home meant that even without feelings, there was responsibility. He never thought of betrayal, and hardly glanced at women; in his eyes, there were no distinctions of beauty, only of gender.
But this didn't mean he could accept betrayal, especially from family members. He met An Yi at the lowest point in his life, and though he didn't have any particular feelings, he at least knew she was capable. After she saved him, he sent her several years' worth of cotton fabric, knowing she wouldn't accept money and agreed to exchange it for goods, which indeed were never returned.
His thoughts were simple: just repaying a favor.
He never considered anything else, until now when Gu Cheng told him that he could bring her home?
