Then Marry Him

With an open and sincere demeanor, it was hard not to want to believe her.

However, Feng Tianlan remained steadfast.

"I believe Xiaonan." 

Those five words, just five words, struck Yu Huarong like a bolt of lightning.

For a brief moment, her beautiful face seemed to pale slightly, giving her a vulnerable appearance. Her eyes glistened with teardrops, and her trembling lips resembled delicate flowers battered by the wind and rain. She quivered as she asked, "Cousin, are his words all that matter to you? Are you unwilling to give me a chance to explain? How long have you known him compared to me? Is the bond between us really so feeble in your heart?"

Feng Tianlan's expression grew more distant. "We had no bond to begin with; it's just a mere blood tie."

Yu Huarong appeared as though she had suffered a severe blow. Her body trembled visibly, and her complexion turned even paler.