Perhaps it was because the burden on Huai Yu's shoulders was too heavy, so heavy that Yan Wanqing firmly believed that they were on the same path, with no choice but to forge ahead. Any hesitation would leave them facing an abyss.
Seeing Yan Wanqing's earnest expression, Huai Yu finally let out a sigh and nodded: "Fine, but you have to promise me one thing."
"Speak."
"If there's violence, stay out of it and leave it to me," Huai Yu said, her expression slightly unnatural. She had never had playmates since childhood and had secrets that others couldn't discover, plus her mother's strict supervision, so no other girls had ever come close to her.
Yan Wanqing was the first, and Huai Yu thought she was too frail and delicate. Even beneath that beautiful facade hid a resilient heart, Huai Yu couldn't help wanting to be kind to her.
Seeing her sincere words, Yan Wanqing's lips pursed slightly, eventually turning into an upward curve.
"Okay."
