Hearing this, a deeper smile spread across Huo Yirong's face, his eyes radiating a brilliance that was incredibly captivating.
"You must be mistaken. Miss Fu's courage just now spooked me. I have yet to meet a woman in Capital City so bold as to throw herself at me."
The way he said that last sentence was intriguing.
Considering and mulling over it again, one could glean a hint of frivolity.
Almost forgot that part!
Fu Yueyuan's intelligent eyes were gleaming slightly.
All he could do was recount the old tale: "Yueyue has a strong bond with her elder brother. She can't bear to see Yinru, that child, suffer. In her haste, she must have resorted to such desperate measures.
Please don't take it to heart, Young Master. I will discipline her properly so that she understands that life in Capital City is not the same as in the south. Here, one must conduct themselves in a reserved manner and never overstep in words and deeds."
