Haoyue Rufeng has always been a calm person, except for having selfish motives in this matter.
But she wouldn't, and she couldn't bear to blame him. If she didn't love her to the extreme, how could he do this? And compared to the kindness he once had towards her, this was nothing.
"Brother Haoyue, I will never blame you!" Yanran said softly.
"Really?" Haoyue Rufeng obviously didn't expect Yanran to let go of her worries so quickly.
His handsome eyes were full of joy and excitement.
"If you are willing, can you be my real brother?" Rou'er prayed again.
The bright moon curled its lips like the wind and smiled, extremely charming.
He nodded and said seriously: "As long as Rou'er is willing, I'm very happy!"
Since we are destined to never be lovers, then, isn’t becoming the best brother and sister the best ending?
"So, what are Rou'er planning to do?" Haoyue asked with concern.
Looking at the man who was grabbing her arm: "With Jun Wuhen?"
This is his guess. If Rou'er really chooses this way, even if he has deep concerns and feelings about Jun Wuhen, he will not object. As long as it is something Rou'er likes, he will support it unconditionally.
"No," Yanran shook her head and pulled her arm out of Jun Wuhen's hand.
After hearing this conversation, the grudge in Jun Wuhen's heart also dissipated.
"I will be alone from now on!" Yanran said softly, her clear eyes full of determination.
In three thousand years of love and hatred, she has experienced much more than ordinary people, and she has been burdened with too much, but she has managed to achieve peace of mind.
However, this answer surprised Haoyue Rufeng, who asked with slight surprise: "Why?"
Before Yan Ran could answer, Jun Wuhen suddenly said: "This child is not as bright as the moon as the wind!"
Hearing this, Yan Ran and Haoyue Rufeng's expressions changed.
"Child, what child?" Haoyue Rufeng obviously didn't know.
Yanran bit her lower lip, embarrassed and sad. Although she was not in love with Haoyue, she let him know that she had been with Xijian Liying before that. Even if she was forced, she felt shy and ashamed.
Jun Wuhen let out a cold snort, and suddenly twisted Yanran's arm with his backhand: "If this child had a bright moon like the wind, you would never look at him with such calm eyes!"