"Cough, cough... I can explain that."
Having Qing Yan Jing expose his past was not a pleasant feeling.
What was more, Lu Yuan did have a sound argument.
However, Qing Yan Jing did not care about that.
After revisiting those memories, she raised her hand and covered Lu Yuan's mouth. "It's fine... I know what you want to say without you even starting, so that is my answer... Besides, I'm very relieved that in these several hundred thousand years, you didn't go and find me another older or younger sister. Therefore, the past is the past, what already exists already exists, and as for those who do not currently exist, I will do my best to keep them from appearing. You don't need to do anything, because this is my war."
"Isn't calling this a war a bit exaggerated?"
Lu Yuan moved Qing Yan Jing's little hand aside.
He adjusted his wording.
Then, unable to hold back, he asked.
Yet Qing Yan Jing shook her head. She even used the previous matter as an example. "A fair lady is sought by gentlemen. An outstanding woman will attract the pursuit of many men, and the reverse is true as well. Therefore, it is a woman's husband's responsibility to deal with the men pursuing his wife. The woman herself should not need to worry about such things. It depends on the husband's ability—whether he can hold on to his wife, and how much room for error his wife is willing to give him... To put it bluntly, if his wife loves him deeply, he will have a greater margin for error. Even if he accidentally overlooks certain schemes, his wife will offset them with her love. But if his wife does not love him, his margin for error will be very low.