A Problem without a Solution

"Ling Xian… I… I accept."

Yan Ning Zhi lowered her head. Her cheeks were red, and her voice was as quiet as a mosquito – almost inaudible.

It was apparent how shy and embarrassed she felt.

After she spoke those simple words, she felt weak and almost collapsed onto the ground.

"Huh…"

Seeing Yan Ning Zhi’s flushed cheeks and shaky hands, Ling Xian realized the unusualness in her behavior. However, due to Feng Qing Ming’s demand, he took over the jade plate anyway with a smile. "Thank you."

"Ling Xian, you are being too polite. I am doing all this willingly."

Seeing Ling Xian take over the jade, Yan Ning Zhi was overjoyed. She lowered her head even more as if she had no courage to face anyone anymore.

This jade plate has been worn by her ever since she was born. She has almost never taken it off and thus, it was very meaningful to her.