"Yanyi." Qin Jiran suddenly called out to Su Yanyi, holding her hand. Su Yanyi looked at him in confusion, waiting for him to speak.
"Thank you." Qin Jiran said seriously, truly grateful for Su Yanyi's protection. Always relying on himself for everything, he had rarely felt this sense of being protected—intimate, warm, and deeply moving.
He had fallen in love with Su Yanyi a long time ago, so deeply that he thought his love couldn't be described or deepened. But with their recent interactions, discovering her adorableness, her tenderness beneath her domineering demeanor, and that warm protection, Jiran felt his love for this woman growing even stronger.
He squeezed Su Yanyi's hand back, with a firmness that was gentle and not enough to hurt. This too was a part of Qin Jiran's tenderness and affection.
