Xie Wanqing nodded in agreement, "Brother, you are right!"
If only Lu Ziyuan wasn't so murderous, always thinking of taking Pei Yuqing's life, she wouldn't have had to plan her escape.
The events on the ship that night still leave Xie Wanqing with lingering fear.
Breaking in by bandits, wielding knives, then jumping into the lake, grabbing onto the chain, climbing into the next room.
If she hadn't reacted so quickly at the time, hadn't grabbed that chain when jumping into the lake, or if the bandits had looked down more carefully.
Any mistake in any step, and she would truly be lying at the bottom of Dayang Lake by now.
And the main culprit of everything was Lu Ziyuan.
He said he didn't mind her marrying someone else, that he only wanted her no matter what.
Defying the world to snatch her away, she had even resigned to fate and planned to live with him properly.
Yet he still couldn't let go of her marriage to Pei Yuqing.
