Pei Yuqing saw her hesitating and unable to speak, and smiled faintly.
Though this girl likes to tease with words, she's still just a child in reality.
He raised his hand to refill her cup, saying, "Don't overthink, and don't feel burdened. I just don't want you to be deceived, nothing more."
They sat by the window, half-opened, with the afternoon sun shining brightly outside. Though the early summer breeze wasn't too hot, Xie Wanqing felt an inexplicable warmth in her heart.
She thought of those dreams.
So, the news in her dreams about Lu Ziyuan keeping a mistress was intentionally told to her by him.
He didn't want her to be kept in the dark and marry Lu Ziyuan unknowingly.
Yet after knowing the truth, she still insisted on marrying.
Wasn't that a way of letting down his good intentions?
Xie Wanqing felt uncomfortable, raised her eyes to him, and asked: "Have you and I met before?"
Pei Yuqing replied: "We have."
Curious, Xie Wanqing asked: "When was it?"
