Feng Qing was also amused by Qiu Yuxi. She tapped Qiu Yuxi's cheek and said with a smile full of envy: "Actually, being able to love someone like this is a kind of happiness! Others might think it's a loss, but in reality, loving that person so much, seeing that person, thinking of that person—it just feels happy, it feels joyful. How is this a loss? This is the most fortunate thing in the world!"
Ye Qingci pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Hmm, it does seem to make sense. And you? What about you?"
Ye Qingci tilted her head to look at her, "Did you just run into Xie Weichen?"
"Hmm," Feng Qing took the towel from Ye Qingci's hand, rinsed it again with clean hot water, and gently wiped Qiu Yuxi's tear-streaked, reddened eyes. With her head lowered, she said softly, "I don't think it was a coincidence. He seems to have purposely come to find me. He wants me to be his mistress."
