The moment Yang Chen finished speaking, the atmosphere froze instantly, and everyone's expressions were quite remarkable. Both Yun Liu and An Zaihuan doubted if they had misheard. Then, An Zaihuan's anger surged again, while Yun Liu narrowed his eyes, flashing an inscrutable glint.
The most excited of all was An Xin. Overwhelmed with joy, tears welled up in her sparkling eyes. He was still that knight! The knight who risked everything to rescue her from the predicament!
To hell with reputation! To hell with money! To hell with keeping secrets!
It was done, and there was nothing unspeakable or irreparable!
This man, with his cheap tobacco and ordinary looks, whom she had only known for less than a day, used his reputation to protect her fragile and uncertain dignity for the sake of her absurd plan.
