When An Liuyan looked at Lin Yun, all her grievances disappeared after hearing what he said. Her eyes shone brightly, tears rolling down as she wore a bright smile. An Liuyan bit her lips and looked at Lin Yun, “Young Master.”

“It’s fine now,” Lin Yun smiled. It had been a year since they last met, and she was filled with heart matters when he left, allowing Lin Yun to see another side of her. Beneath her charming and alluring appearance, she was a fragile woman.

“Yeah,” An Liuyan smiled. “It’s fine since the young master is here.”

“Let’s go. Don’t cry. Tell me which spot you want, and I’ll secure it for you,” Lin Yun said.

“It’s fine. As long as the young master is well,” An Liuyan smiled.

Lin Yun’s heart trembled because An Liuyan never asked for any request from him while standing behind him. She always quietly stood behind him with no desire and only hoped he would be well.

“I’m naturally fine, but I’m afraid that you have no choice but to accept even if...