Seeing Murong Jiu's eyes and the bridge of her nose reddened, Jun Yuyan held her even tighter.
"Ah Jiu, you deserve the best of everything in the world. I will bring them to you, step by step."
His Ah Jiu was a dusty treasure of this world.
She had suffered too much mistreatment, which was why she was moved by even the slightest kindness.
But Murong Jiu didn't see it that way. What Jun Yuyan had done for her, was it merely a little?
In her past life and this life, she still could not repay him.
Jun Yuyan was the kind of person who would silently do a hundred things for her in the background and never speak of them, while Haoze was the kind who, having done one thing, couldn't wait to treat it as a hundred and demand credit in return.
The difference between a gentleman and a petty man was obvious at a glance.
On the ride back, Murong Jiu simply told Jun Yuyan everything she knew about Consort Jing and The Third Prince, advising him to make his plans.
