Xu Xie stared blankly at Ning Yan.
Ning Yan gazed at Xu Xie, her eyes resolute.
The two sat in silence for a long while, until Xu Xie finally broke it. His voice was hoarse, tinged with astonishment and disbelief. "Senior Sister Ning, did you just say... say you wanted to enter my service?" He could never have imagined, no matter how hard he racked his brains, that Ning Yan would make this move.
Compared with Xu Xie's loss of composure, Ning Yan was much more composed. She said calmly, "You didn't hear me wrong, Wen Zhu. I do have that intention. I know this is a difficult request, but being in your debt for so long isn't what I want."
Xu Xie hurriedly spoke up. "Senior Sister Ning, you..."
Ning Yan knew what he wanted to say.
"I know Wen Zhu is a loyal friend, but 'affection' is what wears away most easily in this world." After a good night's rest, Ning Yan was in much better spirits than she had been yesterday. She had simply lost too much weight lately, leaving her cheeks slightly hollow. Even so, her weary appearance could not hide the determination in her eyes. "It isn't that I don't trust you, Wen Zhu. It's precisely because I trust you so much that I want even more to carve out a place for myself through my own abilities."
She couldn't let her daughter feel as though they were living at someone else's mercy.
With Xingning gone, she had to carry the hopes of the two of them.
Ning Yan said, "I may be an ordinary woman, with neither a Literary Heart nor a Martial Spirit, but I can handle paperwork and planning!"
Xu Xie's lips moved.
He wanted to persuade Ning Yan to change her