In the time that Han had been plunged into a coma, Yan'er frequently visited her own room, questioning the whereabouts of Han Yu. The servants mentioned that sometimes she even called out for "Han" in her sleep.
Yet, this affection was doomed to yield no fruit, which pained Song Hanbo's heart.
"Han's condition is very good now, he should return to Jinling City in a few days."
As Song Hanbo stroked his granddaughter's head, he looked at her fondly, his voice hesitant for a moment before he said, "Yan'er, although Han Yu and Miss Lin are in a marriage of convenience, they get along very well."
"For Miss Lin, Han Yu has repeatedly risked his own safety, braving danger to rescue her."
"Do you understand what I'm trying to say?"
Yan'er's facial muscles twitched faintly – how could she not understand her grandfather's meaning? He was trying to tell her that "Han" was already married, and that she shouldn't get involved in this relationship.
"Grandfather, you misunderstand."
