After sending Shopkeeper Wu away to rest, Lin Yuan clasped her head in her hands and closed her eyes in frustration at the table. Seeing her like this, Xia Zheng regretted having her take over Fuman Building, his slender fingers gently massaging her temples.
"Yuanyuan, you don't have to take over Fuman Building, I don't want to see you like this."
Hearing Xia Zheng's words, a mix of heartache, guilt, and regret, Lin Yuan grabbed his hands, raised her head, and smiled brightly: "What's wrong with me? Don't worry, this little matter won't defeat me. Besides, it's been a long time since I've faced such an interesting and strong opponent, I'm actually quite eager."