Even though the voice came from his chest, at that moment, it fiercely struck Shang Ruyi's heart.
Her heartbeat was completely chaotic.
Despite the chaos in her heart, her thoughts inexplicably became clearer, and only then did she understand why Yu Wenye always forbade her from looking up at him—because she had said she was using him, and it enraged him, but now he calmly told her that he willingly let himself be used.
He willingly let himself be used, just to keep her by his side.
This was a kind of acceptance, or perhaps, a surrender for him, Yu Wenye—the most proud and arrogant Yu Wenye, who wouldn't bow to fate or imperial power, who even God Buddha must yield to, said he surrendered.
To a man...
A surge of warmth welled up in her chest, reddening her eyes and making Shang Ruyi's throat choke even more. She wanted to say something but couldn't make a sound.
