Looking at Jiang Yuan's concern, Wen Yan said with both amusement and annoyance: "My dear ancestor, do you think if you're with another man, you'll definitely get married and he'll definitely be good to you, lavish in his spending, and be accommodating and coddling towards you?"
"With such an outstanding man right in front of you and you don't cherish him, instead, you want to go for someone ordinary, what are you thinking, missy?"
"Why can't we be a match? Besides, even if we don't end up together in the future, that's normal. After all, most relationships end with a breakup, and even marriages can end in divorce."
"Yanyan, you shouldn't carry such a big psychological burden, nor should you demonize Gong Xuan too much. Also, stop worrying about whether you're good enough for him. Let me tell you, nowadays, the less capable men are, the less reliable they are."
"Gong Xuan is a rare gem that you won't find once in a hundred years; you should cherish him a bit more."
