With his fingers brushing against her eyes dyed red with anger, Pei Yuqing's voice was gentle: "The Xie family's villa hasn't had anyone living there for a long time. You suddenly going over there, the servants will need a lot of time to prepare."
Xie Wanqing knew he was right.
What he didn't say was that an unmarried girl going there late at night to stay would certainly reach the ears of her father and mother...
"Could you stop being angry?" His voice remained soft: "This time, it was my fault. I was just too scared..."
No one ever told him that liking someone could make you insecure.
The more you like, the more insecure you become.
The more you have, the more fearful you are.
He's eleven years older than her, a fact he can't change no matter how hard he tries.
He's afraid she'll change her mind, afraid she'll regret marrying him, afraid of so many things...
To the point where he keeps making mistakes.
