Lu Qixi always felt that, to him, she was just a burden. His actions were all aimed at making this burden as obedient as possible, to avoid causing him trouble. As for what she actually did or achieved, he didn't care.
In the past four years, they hadn't interacted much, and each meeting was dominated by this man's unilateral commands or scolding. She had no choice but to accept.
That's why she increasingly resisted and outright opposed his arrangements, despite ultimately being defeated by her own inner weakness and desire.
"I indeed don't pay attention," Ning Yichen said with a light smile, "but you are different."
"What's different about me?" Lu Qixi asked, feigning calm, yet her hands involuntarily clenched tight.
"If I don't even know what you are doing, how can I help you achieve your ideals?" the man said calmly.
