"I have nothing to do with her." Yan Yunge looked at Lu An'an and said very seriously, "I treat her as my sister. I have never held improper or romantic feelings for Han Ziyuan."
"Perhaps Han Ziyuan may have harboured such thoughts for me, but if so, I'll shatter that illusion before it has a chance to take root."
Lu An'an's gaze wavered. She did not dare meet Yan Yunge's burning gaze and said, "Will you always protect her?"
"I've said it once, and I'll say it again; I think of her as a sister. If you still have a problem with me looking after her, I'll think of a compromise." That got Lu An'an to smile. "So... is that the reason you've been ignoring me? Why didn't you say anything earlier if it weighed on your mind?"
"I hope you don't think I'm being pretentious; you don't have to make these compromises for me." Lu An'an realised she might have said too much and quickly added, "Since you think of her as a sister, I shan't let my imagination run wild."
