Tang Yuxiu reached out and caressed the uninjured half of her cheek, looking into her eyes and telling her, "Gu Yan, it's not like that!"
"How is it not like that? Isn't it because of me having my clothes stripped off that you feel embarrassed, even if nothing happened, you still look down on me as a concubine?"
Tang Yuxiu's heart ached dully. He wasn't good at expressing himself, nor at speaking in situations like this, but he didn't want to see Gu Yan so self-destructive and self-denying.
"Gu Yan, listen carefully, you're not my concubine; you're still Tang Yuxiu's woman. You can only stay by my side, understand!"
"Why?" Gu Yan felt confused and bewildered.
Why? Because he had realized his true feelings within.
"There's no why. You just need to stay obediently by my side, and I can give you what you want."
"You don't look down on me?" Gu Yan lifted her gaze, looking into his eyes and asked.
"No," he replied.
"Really?" she asked cautiously.
