The bathroom was quiet, only the faint sound of running water persisted tirelessly.
Qiao Yi's eyes gradually reddened, while Lu Yanchuan across from her furrowed his brows tightly, only speaking after a long while.
"I've said before, I'm a responsible person."
"So you married me not because of an arranged marriage?"
Qiao Yi couldn't quite describe the mixture of feelings inside her—she felt a bit relieved, a bit bitter, and a bit sad all at once, which only made her unsure of how to express herself.
Seeing that Lu Yanchuan only furrowed his brows without speaking, Qiao Yi suddenly felt relieved.
"You go ahead, I'll go stay with Yuanyuan at her place later. Don't keep dad waiting anxiously."
Qiao Yi sank into the water, not wanting to talk anymore. It took a while before she couldn't hold on and emerged from the water, only to find that Lu Yanchuan had already left.
