"Among the sisters, I really only get along with Qixi. Although Xia Zhu is nice, there's always a distance between us. Yurou, she always carries a touch of arrogance. So, it's your good fortune. I accept this marriage."' Sun Youwei said softly, resting her head gently on Lin Miao's chest.
Lin Miao was silent, merely extending his arms to hold her tightly.
This lifetime, he could never repay Sun Youwei for everything he owed her.
He was no saint; why hold himself to saintly standards? As long as he acted without shame to his conscience, that was enough.
Early the next morning, two simple carriages departed from Dongshan City.
They didn't disturb anyone.
If people found out, it wouldn't be that they couldn't leave but that the farewell would have been troublesome. After all, he was just leaving for a while, like a business trip; he would be back in a few days.
Li Hen City was a place that ordinary folk did not wish to go to, too dangerous.
