She had been through a lot of criticism. Although she might be okay with it, what about him? Ling Yiran was a bit uncertain.
"What's the matter? You don't want to go?" asked Yi Jinli, frowning slightly.
"Am I fit to go?" Ling Yiran took a deep breath, looked up, and asked, "Jin, if I accompany you to the banquet, a lot of people might recognize me. I've met a lot of people when I was with Xiao Ziqi... Besides, I've been to prison..."
"So what?" said Yi Jinli, shrugging it off. "You're the one for me. So what if you've been to prison? So what if you’re recognized?"
As he spoke, he took her hand, drew it to his lips, and kissed it softly. "Didn't you bring me home when I was like a vagrant on the streets, Sis? Did you ever think if I was someone fit for you to bring home? Whether you're a princess or a beggar, I want you to stand by my side."
His kiss fell on her hand. Her fingers felt a tingling sensation that went all the way to her heart.
Slowly, he raised his gaze and stared at her with his dark, deep eyes. "Besides, you’re going to stand by me for the rest of your life. If you worry now, what about the future? When are you going to be able to stand by my side with ease? Do you really want to wait until the day you reverse the case?"
Ling Yiran felt suffocated.
"I don't care whether your case is reversed, Sis. I only care about you. You are the one I’m in love with, so you're the best person to stand by me," said Yi Jinli.
Ling Yiran pressed her lips together and finally said, "All right, I'll go with you."
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