"Sister, were you forced into this?" His voice was a little hoarse and shaky.
Chu Chan shook her head. Without offering an explanation, she simply said, "I'm very satisfied with my life now. At least I no longer have to run myself ragged for resources, worry about pleasing others, suffer their bullying, or endure their contempt."
"The food I eat, the clothes I wear—everything is beyond what I could have ever imagined before. Even when I travel, I have a carriage with an escort of maids and guards."
"And now, I can give you a better life, too…"
Chu Yun's fists clenched tighter, his knuckles turning white.
He lifted his face and asked in a raspy voice, "So you're okay with giving yourself to another man for all this? You don't mind the cost? What's the point of a life like that?"
He couldn't bring himself to ask the next part—about the nights she spent pleasing her master—feeling it would wound his sister's heart and self-respect.
