"Young Master Cheng, the relationship between you and Yun He has nothing to do with me, wait, what did you say?"
Chun Tao suddenly widened her eyes: "Yun He is getting married? She and you..."
"I really have nothing to do with her. She has a childhood betrothal with one of the guards from Prince Mansion. Sometimes I even deliberately give them more time to talk."
As Cheng Pu spoke, he looked at Chun Tao's red eyes, which resembled walnuts, and could not help but feel heartache. His voice grew even gentler, "Chun Tao, it's also my fault for letting you misunderstand. Next time I won't get too close to any other woman. I'll go and talk to the sister immediately, asking her to take her maid back. One clever servant boy is enough."
"What does it have to do with me..."
Chun Tao blushed, his face lowered, not daring to look at her.
So it was a misunderstanding. She had cried all night over it. It was such an overblown joke.
