Wen Yi lowered her eyebrows and eyes. It was just after sunset, and the afterglow had dispersed. The lights had yet to be turned on, and the study was enveloped in a dim, dark blue light, which was suitably dark for her to conceal the look in her eyes.
A few seconds later, she looked up and met his gaze, giving a gentle smile, "Would you let me live apart from you?"
Mo Shichen reached out, his fingers lightly pinching her chin, his voice low and clear, "Madam, it's good that you understand."
This time, her gaze was unflinching, and she returned a faint smile, "Then let's each rely on our abilities."
...
The next morning, as usual, Mo Shichen went to work at his company. It wasn't possible for him to stay with Wen Yi all day and night.
