The night fell.
Tang Suiyu finally lay comfortably in Ye Gushen's arms, "Have you memorized the people who came?"
"Yes."
"Nowadays, only wealthy people can afford to play these games, always wanting to spark some civil war, leaving the common people in distress. I really don't understand their mindset! Is power and status really that important to you men?"
"Important." Ye Gushen held her close, his slightly cool lips touching her smooth forehead.
Is it really that important?
Even Ye Gushen thinks it's important. She had always thought he didn't care about those things. Could she have been wrong?
"How else would we clean up the mess you cause?"
"I haven't caused any mess!" She kicked him under the thin blanket, "Let's sleep, let's sleep. Hopefully, we won't get killed while sleeping!"
"We won't."
The situation Tang Suiyu feared did not happen; they went home the next day.
Three days later.
