Yuran might have been able to endure, but he couldn't. Hearing her calmly state her case, he felt extremely agitated.
Looking at her peacefully sleeping face, he suddenly thought that as for capital, he was the least lacking. From now on, the production crew she was in would have to follow her pace. Spend money?
It didn't matter to him; he had plenty.
Hurt her feelings? Absolutely not.
He had the ability to make money and to spend it all; it would take her skills to do that.
He quietly watched the young girl all night, and seeing that she displayed no abnormalities, he then went to wash up and returned, climbing into bed to hold the young girl in his arms and rest.
...
The next morning, not seeing Yuran, Qi Nian and the others hastily inquired with the butler, but the butler looked towards Situ Jue, who was dining at the table. Following his gaze, they saw Situ Jue who was leisurely putting down his cutlery and gracefully wiping the corners of his mouth.