He gave her care and warmth, things that Yan Qingsi needed most in her life. With him, she felt grounded, as though a solid wall of support stood behind her after a lifetime with nothing to lean on.
She did not need to be afraid—not when she had a cornerstone to look to whenever she turned back.
…
You Yi watched Yue Tingfeng carry Yan Qingsi onto the car at the entrance of the graveyard and leave. The corners of his lips lifted upwards. That young man was not too bad of a choice.
He had thought of Yan Qingsi, who had taken a ride in his car here. He had wondered how she would go back alone, so he had hurried back, intending to offer her a ride.
He did not expect to see Yue Tingfeng there.
He was also a man. He was able to tell the sincerity of Yue Tingfeng's feelings toward Yan Qingsi. He was very much unlike his nephew, who took women but treated them as playthings.
