Yu Yanshen casually straightened up and turned to sit down, half leaning on the sofa.
"Talking is more tiring than doing things, and my long-held philosophy has been, if you can just do it, then don't talk."
Yao Qing glanced over his clean-cut yet slothful posture, "If you had told me your scheme earlier, maybe all these things wouldn't have happened."
"With your pride, would you have allowed me to pave the way for you like this?"
Oh, true.
She wouldn't have allowed someone who was still a stranger at the time to manipulate her like this, nor would she have believed he would waste his effort to help her.
But now that everything was set in stone, she curiously didn't feel that strong sense of being manipulated.
Perhaps because his intention had always been the same, to look out for her.
Maybe that's why she didn't feel such a strong aversion anymore.
Yao Qing pursed her lips and gracefully stood up.