Yang Chuxia looked up at him, seeing the concern, reluctance, and heartache on his face, and couldn't help but feel even more distressed.
Brother An had been away from home before, having traveled extensively and often being away from home, even going to the prefecture city for a month this time, but no departure had ever made her feel so melancholy.
As her gaze fell on Ye Zi'an's delicate, jade-like face, full of nobility, she suddenly realized something. Such a man, like a pearl, would inevitably shine brightly one day, and at that time, no one would be able to cover up his brilliance, and countless people would flock to him.