"Uncle Quan didn't misunderstand; it's Young Master who hasn't faced his heart properly." Uncle Quan dismissed Xia Qingqian's words, "Then what do you truly feel? What do you think about Young Master?"
Xia Qingqian pondered for a while before hesitantly saying, "Uncle Quan, in my heart, I'm always waiting for someone, but he will never appear before me again. He has filled my heart completely. My heart is small and can't hold so many people. Besides, the relationship between Young Master and me can't be explained in just a few words. I'm merely Young Master's plaything, nothing more. Uncle Quan, thank you for thinking so highly of me, but I am aware of my position."
