But when she left prison and regained her freedom, when she truly met him for the first time, he clearly didn't mind approaching her with ulterior motives. She had always been self-aware, feigning ignorance about the odd feelings in her heart, just playing along with him until the act was over.
The only unforeseen thing was that feelings cannot be controlled, and hearts cannot command themselves.
Unclear about what this special treatment meant, Yan Xiaye felt troubled and pursed her lips, taking another bite of the cake, admonishing herself not to get curious—otherwise she was sure to be teased by the man again.
"Xiaye, not every woman is worth my personal effort. Do you understand?" Li Yuntang finished the food on his plate, sipped some red wine, and said slowly, "In my view, Xu Anran is not of equal worth to you."
Yan Xiaye looked at him confusedly, honestly responding, "...I don't understand."
