When she opened the door, she was startled by the disheveled, unshaven man in front of her, who also had a faint odor emanating from him; she couldn't recognize him at all.

Is Miss Lin here?

As soon as the person spoke, Qianxia recognized Yun Mo's voice.

She turned to look at Lin Yinan on the kang (a heated brick bed), "Miss, Young Master Yun is looking for you."

Lin Yinan put the things in the basket away, put on a coat, and slipped on her shoes.

As she stepped outside, she, like Qianxia, ​​was startled by the person in front of her.

Smelling the scent emanating from him, Lin Yinan frowned imperceptibly. "Did you need something?"

"Come out with me for a moment."

Yun Mo led her through a deserted path, up the hillside, and finally stopped under a tree.

Why refuse?

Lin Yinan looked up and met a pair of deep, icy eyes, as dark as a deep pool. The dangerous look in those eyes made her unconsciously want to draw her sword.

Seeing that she remained silent, Yun Mo repeated, "Why did you refuse my mother's marriage proposal?"

Lin Yinan suppressed the urge to draw her sword and said calmly, "I don't care about what others think. You don't need to blame yourself. This is not your fault."

Yun Mo's chest heaved violently as he rushed back, not even having time to catch his breath.

His sister pulled him aside and said that Miss Lin had broken off the engagement with the Su family. He felt his tired body instantly filled with strength.

But when she heard that she had rejected her mother's marriage proposal, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Lin Yinan lowered her eyes, staring intently at the fists that kept clenching and unclenching beside him. A dagger was secretly held in her sleeve, ready to strike first if he made any sudden move.

Yu Xiaojia said that men are all creatures who are obsessed with saving face.

He was rejected by himself, and he wants to get revenge.

"I love you!"