Xiao Yishan looked at the deed of sale she had signed and her tear-streaked, delicate face, and his heart truly softened.
He had thought Li Rong'er was scheming and calculating, but now, he wasn't so sure.
"Rong'er..." he called out tenderly.
"Second young Master, I know my arrival has brought much displeasure to the Xiao Family," she said bitterly, "but I couldn't predict the future, I really didn't know things would turn out this way... and you, you also said that Su Qingyue was never interested in you from the beginning... I..."
"Don't say anymore." He suddenly pulled her into his embrace, "Rong'er, it's my fault. It was the villagers who confused me, and that's why I doubted your sincerity. I've never seen you as a servant; you are in my heart..."
Li Rong'er nestled in his arms and slyly curved up the corners of her lips; she knew that Xiao Yishan, this man, was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to part with her.
