It's almost April.
Qin Xia, however, felt that the weather was colder than even the twelfth month.
She listened to Madam Chu finish speaking, looked at her, and smiled, "Madam Chu, a few years ago, you spoke so tactfully, but I understood."
Madam Chu looked at her.
"I will not be with Chu Zhengran. You can rest assured about that. Although our Qin family's genes have violence and some callousness, we still care about our reputation. With your words, I will absolutely not cling to Chu Zhengran," Qin Xia said, "but as for Chu Zhengran's end, it's his own matter."
"And," Qin Xia continued, "Madam Chu, Chu Zhengran is far more excellent than you believe. He wouldn't let anyone influence his judgment, nor would he reveal his weaknesses out of emotional agitation. Furthermore, I know it has been tough for you to support the Chu family alone and raise Chu Zhengran. But... he is a person, an independent individual."
