122, Be obedient_2
Her small hand had just reached out in front of Qin Muyu when his larger hand firmly grasped it. Yang Yuran looked up blankly, unable to clearly see the profound meaning behind those scorching dark pupils before the decision he had made for her rang in her ears.
"Ranran, come back with me. There's no substantial reason for you to stay here," he said.
"But Ningyue, she—" Dealing with the current situation was difficult.
She did not finish her sentence, swallowing the rest of her words. Hen Ningyue had always been proud and decisive, not a simple flower to be molded by others at their will.
The insistence on having Yang Yuran as a bridesmaid was partly emotional and partly a test of Li Shuo's loyalty.
If Hen Ningyue had still needed her company, she could have easily taken her along to the elder Hen's sickroom.