Yan Song sighed: "Okay, I won't leave. I'll stay with you all the time, okay?"
"No." Yun Ya pouted: "A man who stays around the kitchen and women is the most useless."
Yan Song couldn't help but laugh and cry: "No matter what you say, you're always right."
"I'm waiting for you to come back with honors and on a tall horse to take me away." Yun Ya showed a sweet smile, rubbed her tears on his chest, wetting his clothes.
Yan Song smiled: "There will be such a day."
He secretly vowed in his heart.
"You said Aunt Die is your pawn. What's that about?" Yan Song sensed something was off and wouldn't feel at ease without clarifying.
"Brother Yan, please don't ask. One day, I'll tell you everything." Right now, where would she begin?
Yan Song frowned: "You're making me leave uneasy, aren't you?"
"Don't worry, I'll take good care of myself and wait for you to return."
