“I already know these things,” he said.
“I am ashamed.”
He slowly approached her.
Coming to stand before her, he lowered his head and watched the beautiful girl under the moonlight. Very slowly, he outstretched his hand to stroke her hair.
“Ah Rong.”
His touch was extremely gentle.
“Aye.”
“Why have you come to explain everything to me today?”
Words were caught in Chen Rong’s throat before she could murmur: “Young Mr. Sun Yan has returned. While he is here, I do not need to be afraid of the Nan’yang Prince. As my fear lightened, I thought of you and felt awful for what I’ve done.”