"Come with me!" Ye Jingcheng stepped forward and took Chu Yanqing's hand. He knew Chu Yanqing's calm demeanor was a result of years of honing her artifact refining skills.
But in truth, her heart was like the spiritual fire under a pill furnace, sometimes flickering, sometimes uncertain.
Ye Jingcheng placed the land title and lease on the table for Chu Yanqing to see.
"Brother Cheng, there's no need for this!" Chu Yanqing was momentarily stunned as she glanced over, then her eyes became even more misty, but she shook her head and spoke again:
"Brother Cheng, there's no need for this!"
"What, do you think so little of my Ye Family that we can't even secure a Clan Mountain?" Ye Jingcheng couldn't help but laugh.
Hearing this, Chu Yanqing suddenly embraced him tightly, as if afraid that this hard-won moment would slip away.
Ye Jingcheng could feel Chu Yanqing's body trembling slightly.
Ye Jingcheng wasn't good at comforting others, so he just held Chu Yanqing.
