"It's best to let nature take its course when it comes to relationships. Love should not bind people. If she's happy. I'll be happy too." Fang Yao looked up at the sky. It was cloudy tonight, and there were no stars. Only a crescent moon was faintly discernible.
The butler rolled his eyes. Why did Fang Yao suddenly act like a secondary male lead?
Seeing that Fang Yao was not fighting for it and was willing to give up, he said angrily, "Even if the lord is not anxious, the slave is. If you don't pursue such a good girl urgently, what will you do if she is snatched away by someone else in the end?"
Fang Yao laughed and said, "Butler, don't curse yourself like that."
The butler was stunned for a moment. After a long time, he realized what Fang Yao meant and said angrily, "You brat, you can't even protect your own interests and you still have the cheek to tease me!"