Luo Zhelan chuckled softly. "Did I cause you to worry?" He gently pulled her closer, enveloping her in his embrace. "I was in the wrong too. I'm sorry for reading too much into your words. You were right—there are times when you don't need me by your side."
"But I'm still grateful," Jiang Yue murmured, her voice slightly muffled against his chest.
"I know," he replied tenderly. "You made that abundantly clear just a moment ago."
"But Jiang Yue..."
"Hmm..."
