Qiu Miao grew up in a brothel for men. To escape that place, she clung tightly to Zhang Mingzhao, even though she thought he was a dull, honest man. Selfishness and harshness were how she protected herself. They were rooted too deep to change.
Zhang Mingzhao liked Qiu Miao. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been willing to get kicked out of his home for her sake. He also knew she looked down on him, so he never bothered her, only silently watched over her from the sidelines. But he could feel hurt and lose hope, too. So... shouldn't he choose to let go?
Qiu Miao tugged at Zhang Mingzhao's sleeve, looking utterly pitiful. "Don't be mad at me anymore. I won't make trouble again. I want us to live a good life together."
Zhang Mingzhao looked aloof, but inside he was overjoyed: My husband wants to live a good life with me! Hee hee hee...
