"Silly girl, it wasn't your fault. It's all in the past, and I'm fine now," Li Dalong said softly, looking at Ye Wuxia with eyes full of tenderness.
Seeing the two begin feeding everyone dog food with their lovey-dovey affection, Zhou Xue quietly left the living room, turned to close the door gently, and returned to her own room.
At Li Dalong's words, Ye Wuxia threw herself into his arms, pressed her face against his chest, and began to sob.
Li Dalong held Ye Wuxia gently, stroking her hair.
"There, don't cry. I'm fine," Li Dalong told Ye Wuxia tenderly.
Ye Wuxia's outpouring of genuine affection let Li Dalong taste a love he had never experienced before.
The blows and grievances he had suffered earlier vanished like smoke and clouds in an instant.
He silently told himself, I mustn't let such a wonderful girl slip away.
No matter what happens, I can't give up.
And I must raise my cultivation as quickly as possible. Only with strength can I have dignity.
Only then can I hold my fate in my own hands.
"Why did you come out again? Aren't you afraid your father will have you taken back again?" Li Dalong asked.
"I'm not afraid. Mother agreed to let me out, but this time I had to bring Xiao Cui and the others. Otherwise, she wouldn't let me come," Ye Wuxia explained to Li Dalong.
"That's good, then. How long can you stay this time?" Li Dalong went on to ask Ye Wuxia.
"I don't want to go back at all, but if I stay too long, Father will send people again. Sigh! It's so annoying." When Li Dalong asked how long she could stay, Ye Wuxia answered helplessly.
Although her mother had agreed to let her come out this