Dao’er trembled again and broke into tears. “Young Master, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have looked down on the young widow and provoked them, causing the family head to want to send me away.” Tears rolled down his face as he sobbed.
The narrative continues with emotional exchanges between Yun Mei and Dao’er, exploring themes of loyalty, love, and personal transformation.
Yun Mei looked at Dao’er, confusion in his eyes gradually dissipating. “I have loved the Second Miss for many years, and I’m exhausted. Her letters have only contained trivial matters. She hasn’t even asked how I’ve been doing. Sometimes I wondered what purpose her correspondence served after she abandoned me. But I still wanted to give myself a chance, thinking perhaps she still cared a little about me. I was willing to risk being discovered, being divorced, and falling into a more miserable situation, just to try.”
Yun Mei trembled as she spoke, her voice quivering. “But when my wife told me she would write a divorce letter upon her return, I was terrified.”
Having already been abandoned by the Second Miss, would I now be abandoned by my wife of two years? I even hoped the Second Miss would never return. I would rather bury her in my heart than be divorced by my wife. Even if the Second Miss wanted him back after a divorce, he didn’t want to be cast aside by his wife. What he once pursued as happiness suddenly seemed unimportant; he only wanted to stay by his wife’s side. That day he realized his wife had truly changed and had unconsciously become important to him. In that moment of panic, he discovered many things in his heart had gradually changed.
That year, Yun Mei overheard a conversation between Jin Mo and ‘Jin Yu’ about exchanging the Jin family and himself for Xu Yi. Afterward, Jin Mo went to the Yun family, and though Yun Mei didn’t know what she said to his mother, in the end, she forced him onto the wedding sedan.
The gong and drum sounds were deafening, firecrackers exploding, with mocking laughter. He entered the sedan, tears flowing beneath the bright red veil. Despair tormented him. The bright red wedding dress he had long imagined now buried his love and offered him another choice.
