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"What happened last night?" Leng Yi asked, puzzled. Suddenly, her eyes widened as she realized a possibility. Could it be that she had said something embarrassing in her dream last night and the other woman overheard her?

Aside from remembering dreaming about Yin Jiu last night, she couldn't recall anything else.

Leng Yi's face flushed slightly; she was already embarrassed for herself.

"Did you hear something, Sister Xiaolian?" Being coy wasn't in Lengyi's nature; she asked directly.

Xiaolian was extremely flustered. She certainly couldn't tell Miss Ningbi that the young master had really come last night and that she had overheard everything from the rooftop. So she stammered, "Uh, I heard you talking in your sleep..."

"You heard me call someone's name, right?" Leng Yi said calmly. "By the way, you should know that Zhao Yin and I call each other by our names in private, right?"

"I do know that."

You know so much! "Then it makes sense that you didn't speak ill of me when you called out to Yin Jiu."

Xiaolian looked embarrassed.

"Will you report what happened last night to Zhao Yin?" Leng Yi asked.

Xiaolian suddenly felt that Leng Yi's gaze towards her had become much sharper. "Ah, this... I won't." Because the young master already knew.

Leng Yi clearly didn't believe her story. "Say what you want to say. I can't stop you. Besides, it's something I actually did. However," Leng Yi paused, her blue eyes darkening, "I hope you'll convey one more message—my dreaming of him doesn't mean I still have feelings for him. I hope he continues to avoid seeing me and doesn't make me feel nauseous."

"!!!" Such intense disgust!

It wasn't like this last night... Xiaolian was about to cry. How did the young master and young lady turn out like this?

"Sigh—" Xiaolian sighed deeply.

Leng Yi was slightly surprised, "What's going on, Sister Xiaolian?"

"Although it may seem biased of me to say this, the young master really cares about the young lady. It's just that he has carried a heavy burden on his shoulders since he was a child, and coupled with his poor health, he has developed a gloomy personality. So he keeps everything to himself and is not good at expressing his feelings."

"..."

Leng Yi sensed that Zhao Yin was the same way. He was usually very eloquent, but he would fall silent when it came to his true thoughts, so talking to him was really exhausting.

Even if she could roughly guess what Zhao Yin was thinking, she would feel uneasy because he didn't say it. Moreover, his words and actions were like those of a madman, which she found hard to accept.

Seeing Leng Yi lost in thought and silent, Xiao Lian continued, "Therefore, when I learned that the young master has a girl he admires, I was truly happy for him. She is the master we have watched grow up and who we respect and love, so we really hope that he can live a happy life."

"..."

"After saying all this, I hope Miss Ningbi can be more tolerant of the young master. He is a very gentle person, and he must have his reasons for doing things that others cannot understand."

"..."

Leng Yi looked down and remained silent. She noticed Xiao Lian's pleading eyes, which made her truly feel Xiao Lian's concern for Zhao Yin. She knew Zhao Yin was a very gentle person, and that birds of a feather flock together, which meant that Aunt Fang, Qing You, and Xiao Lian were all good people. However, she also deeply understood Zhao Yin's flaws.

Gentleness does not equate to perfection.

She also believed that Zhao Yin had his reasons... but the problem was that even if he had his reasons, the pain Zhao Yin caused her was real, and the rift between them was undeniable.

Therefore, trying to appeal to her emotions is not a viable approach!

Leng Yi looked frankly at Xiao Lian, "You've been so open with me, and I'm telling you the truth too. I understand what you're saying, but I'm sorry, the conflict between him and me may not be something that I can resolve by being tolerant on my own."

Xiaolian clearly understood Lengyi's meaning, and she couldn't help but feel sorry for her young master. She had done her best and would not say anything more in the future.

Just as she was about to say something more, her eyes suddenly sharpened, and she lowered her voice and said, "Miss, a group of people are coming."

Perhaps it's Wang Yuqing who's here.

Leng Yi was thinking, but then she saw an unexpected person.

"Miss Ningbi, I heard you caught a cold, so I came to take care of you." With a clear and lively voice and a beautiful, gentle face full of cheerful smiles, Hong'e appeared in front of her.