"Mother, I am willing to strive with Brother Haochen," a crisp voice rang out. It was Qinghe, who had come in from outside. Although there were maids guarding the door, none dared to stop the young miss of the mansion. Qinghe had listened outside for a while before entering, so she had heard every word Haochen had said.
Qinghe approached Jinghan and knelt down, "Mother, I too have feelings for Brother Haochen, and I am willing to stand by his side." Without waiting for Jinghan to object, Qinghe continued, "Mother, please let me finish. Marriage and romance are like an adventure in themselves, even if one marries an ordinary man, how can anyone assure that such a man won't harbor feelings for another? His loyalty, I fear, is merely without proper opportunity. Once there is an opportunity, I am afraid such a man would hurt his first wife even more."
