So, what about Hong Fei?
Could she be like this too?
Was she also going with the flow because deep inside she wanted it, thus playing along?
The three were locked in silence, the atmosphere so quiet that a pin dropping could be heard.
Suddenly, at that moment, Gao Jian slowly spoke—"I know, you were forced. It was Lady Dong who gave the order, and you couldn't refuse, so you agreed to marry us."
Hong Fei's lips moved, as if she wanted to explain something.
Gao Jian let out a bitter laugh: "Brother Luo and I truly admire you. But Brother Luo is slightly better off than me, as he is only a widower, whereas I am not only a widower but also blind—I can't see. In our situation, marrying you is an imposition on you. After all, if you truly wanted to marry, outside there are plenty of eligible young men from good families, virgins who have never been married, not like us who have both been married once before."
