Yongjia said, "Of course not. Wei Mingsang is a complete wreck over his enemy's daughter. Why should I pity him? It's his own fault for being so foolish."
Wanyun smiled. "But isn't Wei Mingqi the same? He also came to the border for a woman who hurt him.
So why aren't you helping Wei Mingsang forget Mu Wanruo, but instead you're here helping Wei Mingqi forget Wu Qingyi? If that isn't because you like him, then what is it?"
Yongjia lowered her head, silent. She truly had no rebuttal.
After breakfast, Wanyun and Yongjia followed Ning Fang into the vineyards. Grapes stretched out as far as the eye could see, with a great abundance of purple and green varieties.
A woman dressed in the local Sha City style came over and said, "This is the last of the grapes. After we finish this harvest, we'll have to wait until next year."
Wanyun smiled. "Then my timing is perfect."
