Si Yu placed the plate in her hand on the table. At this moment, her chest was heaving up and down a little. Her face turned from green to white, then from white to green. It was as if something had been snatched away from her just like that, that kind of pain and desire tormented her to death.
The young master was hers. The young master was hers. The young master could only be hers.
She had accompanied the young master since she entered the manor at the age of seven. She always thought that the young master would one day marry her, and she knew that her status was not high enough. She could only be an aunt.
However, she believed that based on the young master’s feelings for her, she would eventually become the young mistress of the Bai family.
However, why was it that the young master was the one who wanted to marry, and also marry the young miss of the song family? The young master could not marry the young miss of the song family, and could not marry.
