"Ye Huan, thank you. If it weren't for you helping me out, I really wouldn't know what to do."
In the villa hall of Tingxiang Pavilion, Qin Ya held a steaming teacup full of hot water with both hands, her face full of gratitude.
"How do I remember it as if you 'knew' what to do?"
Ye Huan teased, "Ramming into a pillar to commit suicide."
"I..."
"I really had no other choice."
Qin Ya looked helpless, "I would rather die than marry Nan Rui."
"Alright, thanking me now doesn't really help," Ye Huan smiled a little, then his expression turned a bit serious, "In the future, don't be so impulsive. For Uncle Qin and Aunt Feng, you can't just think of dying. What you need to think about now is finding a way to refuse this arranged marriage."
"Simple." Next to him, Liu Tianyun nudged into Ye Huan's arm, batting her lively large eyes, "You can handle the Qin Family, let alone the Nan Family. Why don't you just help Qin Ya?"
