Chu Youwei, her thoughts already in turmoil, was caught off guard by the question and froze for a moment.
Who was she more worried about?
Her first instinct was to think of Lin Xiaowan, and she believed she was certainly more worried about her.
Yet Lu Feng's figure suddenly surfaced in her mind.
It was precisely the appearance of that figure that calmed her at once, an indescribable sense of reassurance spreading through her.
Qi Jialue noticed Chu Youwei's tightly furrowed brows relax and realized something was amiss. He hurriedly urged, "If it's hard to answer, forget it. Saving someone is what matters. Let's hurry—"
"Back to the manor!" Chu Youwei cut him off, her voice far more resolute than before.
"Why?" Qi Jialue was stunned. He was certain he had clearly persuaded Chu Youwei earlier. How had a single question made her calm down instead?
"Because of him." Chu Youwei's expression grew gentler, her eyes gleaming with trust.
"He told me to trust him."
"Given the current situation, Yan Wentai kidnapped her without killing her. It is obvious that he is after him."
"In my current state, rashly catching up would not only be of little help, but might even drag him down."
"This is not a matter of who to save if both fell into the water. I am on a crumbling bridge, while Xiaowan is in the water."
"What I can do is get back to shore as quickly as possible and find help, rather than add more uncertain danger and trouble for him."
Qi Jialue was moved as he listened to Chu Youwei's calm words, and for a moment, he was dazed.
Seeing Chu Youwei so elegant and composed reminded him of the gentle, virtuous figure of his mother in his memories.
If most of his