Ning Wanwan’s heart skipped a beat. She could not let Si Zhan fall into hatred towards the royal family again. Quickly stepping in front of Si Zhan, glaring at Si Yi, she said coldly, “Uncle is my honored guest. Crown Prince, since you’ve paid your respects, the palace must be waiting for you. Please take your leave.”
Si Yi glared at Ning Wanwan, grinding his teeth. “Ning Wanwan, get this straight—who is the outsider here?”
Ning Lao Tai’s steady voice suddenly rang out nearby. Ning Wanwan turned to see him supported by Mama Chang, watching them.
Ning Wanwan said decisively, “No, it has nothing to do with Si Zhan, it’s because…” She suddenly stopped. How could she explain that she didn’t want to marry Si Yi because he was cold and unfeeling towards her in her previous life?
Old Madam Ning saw Ning Wanwan caught in hesitation and gently patted her hand, sighing: “Never mind, it’s fine if you don’t want to say. Grandmother only needs to know your decision.”
Ning Wanwan’s voice choked, “Grandmother…” Her grandmother always unconditionally doted on her.
Grandmother said: “Don’t worry, when the time comes, I will help you break off the engagement with the Crown Prince.”
Ning Wanwan leaned on her grandmother’s shoulder, gratefully saying: “Thank you, Grandmother.” Grandmother sighed: “Silly child, I only hope you can be happy, and I don’t care who you marry.”
Si Zhan hastily reached out, pulling Ning Wanwan’s left hand in front of him, examining it carefully. With an urgent yet certain tone, he asked: “Your hand?”
Ning Wanwan’s bandage had been removed, revealing a pink scar on her palm. The length and depth of the scar indicated it was not from a hairpin, but a cut from a sharp blade.
Seeing the worry in Si Zhan’s eyes, Ning Wanwan smiled indifferently, responding: “Uncle, don’t worry, it’s just a little blood.”
Si Zhan gazed intently at her, his tone slightly reproachful: “How could you be so foolish?” He would rather endure the pain himself than have Ning Wanwan suffer the slightest injury.
Ning Wanwan lowered her eyes and withdrew her hand from Si Zhan’s, saying, “But I don’t think I’m foolish.” Her tone reflected proud stubbornness.
After a brief silence, Si Zhan called out, “Wanwan…”
