Happiness

"I'm not a rich young lady anymore. Do you want to support me?"

Hearing Tang Wu's words, Lan Yue trembled.

He looked at the woman in his arms in disbelief. He seemed to have lost his ability to think. His throat was choked and he could not say anything.

There was a moment of silence.

Tang Wu looked at the man's thick and long eyelashes fluttering like they had been hit by a storm. She stood on tiptoes and held his face in her hands. "Were you frightened? Don't worry, don't worry. Although I'm not the young lady of the Tang family anymore, I still have the ability to support myself."

Her tone was relaxed, as if she was not the person whose family had fallen apart and did not want to be a young lady. "I bought the shares you liked last time and made a lot of money. I'm not so poor that I can't live."

The moment she finished speaking, he hugged her tightly.