Dragon King Hall, Lu Yuan's room.
By then, the sun was nearly setting in the west, its afterglow exceptionally vivid.
Lu Yuan glanced at the view outside the window, then shifted his gaze to the girl lying in his arms.
"Are you really not going back with your father?" Lu Yuan gently stroked Ning Rongrong's long hair and asked softly.
"I don't want to go back with him. I don't want to see him these next few days either. I want to stay here. You won't drive me away, will you?"
Ning Rongrong raised her head and looked at Lu Yuan as she asked.
Having learned of Ning Fengzhi's intentions all along—that he had always treated her as a tool to bind Lu Yuan—she harbored no small amount of resentment toward him. Clearly, that resentment would not fade away anytime soon.
Thus, there was now an obvious rift between Ning Rongrong and Ning Fengzhi. It was only natural that she did not want to see him.
"How could I possibly drive you away? I'd rather you stayed here forever," Lu Yuan said with a light laugh upon hearing her words.
"That's good!" Ning Rongrong said with a sweet smile.
"Rongrong, I'm sorry for hiding my true identity from you for so long." After gazing at Ning Rongrong for a while, Lu Yuan sighed softly.
"You don't need to apologize. I don't blame you anymore. As long as you didn't deceive my feelings, that's enough. That's all I care about." Ning Rongrong shook her head.
"Of course I didn't. I never joke about feelings. I love you—that is the truth."
Lu Yuan spoke gently.
"Then how will you prove it?" Ning Rongrong's eyes turned as she asked.
"How do you want me to prove it?" Lu Yuan asked with a smile.