Even though they weren't her family, she knew them, didn't she?
And she knew them as if they were family, so she somewhat cared about them.
But if they were truly killed by Chu Yuxiao, what could she do?
In her heart, Chu Yuxiao was the most important.
Chu Yuxiao didn't immediately answer her; instead, he smiled and said, "The food is getting cold. Let's eat first, and then I'll tell you."
"Okay." Su Yan smiled lightly.
She didn't want to know right now, fearing she wouldn't be able to eat afterwards.
The two finished their meal happily, huddling around the brazier, chatting away.
Su Yan curled up on the couch, covered with a thick wool blanket.
Chu Yuxiao sat behind her, embracing her, one arm around her waist, the other playing with her hair.
Under Su Yan's expectant gaze, he thought for a moment before speaking:
