He softly replied and Zhao'er leaned in slightly, resting her head on your shoulder.
Although your right hand trembled slightly, you still wrapped your arms around her waist, pulling her into your embrace. You turned your head, inhaling the intoxicating fragrance of her hair.
"Zhao'er."
"Hmm?"
"Would you be my girlfriend?"
"Hmm, yes."
Those three words, words you didn't know how many months or even countless years you had waited to hear, finally came from Zhao'er's lips.
"Thank you."
"Thank you?"
"Hmm," you nodded with a smile, "It's you who changed my life, changed everything. Although I was confused at first, I've now figured it out."
"Hmm, I should thank Yun as well, without Yun, there would be no me."
As she spoke, Zhao'er shifted her position, nestling completely into your arms.
"That..." You had just started speaking when you realized you still couldn't bring yourself to talk about Wu Qiyi and Xian Qianling's intentions.