The main purpose of Xian'er's trip was to establish a document for herself.
Yu Zhao was so angry that he started writing like a dragon dancing wildly. After finishing writing the note, he bit off his finger and made a fingerprint without waiting for Xian'er to say anything.
Turning her head, she glanced at Xian'er indifferently and said in a calm tone, "Let's see if you're satisfied with it. Is there anything else that needs to be changed?"
Xian'er was a little surprised by her straightforward temperament, and at the same time, she also admired her a little.
It seems that this woman really doesn't want to marry the young master...it's not like she's acting or anything.[
She walked over, looked down at the note, was silent for a moment, looked up at her and said, "I want to know, is it because you don't want to marry the young master because you already have the man you love in your heart?"
Yu Zhao was stunned, shook his head and said, "No..."
"Aren't you afraid that when you meet the man you love in the future, he will dislike you when he finds out that you are not innocent?"
Yu Zhao smiled softly and said coldly, "If a man truly loves me, he will naturally love everything about me."
"He will feel sorry for me even more after knowing that my innocence has been taken away by others..."
"If you despise me because I have lost my innocence, such a man is not worthy of my liking, let alone spending a lifetime with me..."
This is the first time Xian'er has heard such a statement.
After thinking about it carefully, I felt that what she said did make sense.
However, in this world where men are respected, how can women have the right to talk about love?
These things are really too luxurious for them.
Whenever a woman loses her innocence, she will definitely be rejected by her husband's family...
How many people can you find in this world who don't dislike you, but feel sorry for you?
In the elegant and quiet interior, the potted flowers emitted a charming fragrance.
Shangguan Yu holds the brush in one hand, and wherever the brush touches, the lines outlined form realistic flowers.
After hearing what Xian'er brought back, he was slightly startled and raised his head, his eyes flashing with some unknown emotions.
"Did she really say that?"
Xian'er nodded, "Yes, I think there is something special about her."