Mo Beichen listened to her gentle voice. Initially, he didn't intend to bring up the responsibilities and obligations he had shouldered over the years. But now, words spilled out like beans from a dumped sack.
"What else can I do? Bearing the rise and fall of the family on my shoulders, without a confidant by my side, I hardly have time to take care of myself. Others say I live a life of glory, but it's only when I lie in bed alone at night that I realize nothing remains by my side; when I stretch out my hand, all I find is emptiness."
Gu Qian paused in her movements. She watched his profile, its features sharp and handsome, not the kind that seems approachable, especially with the air of authority surrounding him. Just standing there, no one dared to easily share their heart with him.
