It might be better to let her cry.

He slowly held her into his arms.

Ye froze. It was a little cold in his arms, and it smelled of strong smoke, but she found no strength to push him away at this moment.

She cried much more badly in his arms.

After a long time, she finally raised her head from his arms, and said in a strongly broken voice, “I want my family's house. It cannot be torn down. That's the only thing my father has left me.”

Her s.h.i.+ny tears whirled in her bright eyes and fell down her face one drop after another, deeply scorching his heart.

Mu heaved a sigh, his eyes drooping.

“Weiwei, this thing is not as simple as you think.”

It was the first time he had called her like that.

But it made her more agitated.

“Why? How about you lending me the money and letting me redeem the house. I'll pay you back later!”

“It cannot be solved by money.”

With swollen eyes, Ye pushed away his arms.

“I just know it. How can you be so nice? The tenderness just now is all fake. Or you're still waiting for me to beg you in that way!”