Daya and Shu Yu shared a room, so Shu Yu was present during the incident that happened in the kitchen at dusk.
Daya thought that when they were alone at night, she would speak up and ask.
To her surprise, Yu just tidied up, turned over, and prepared to go to sleep.
It was actually Daya who couldn't hold back, "Yu..."
Shu Yu turned around, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, nothing." Decided not to say it after all.
Even though they agreed not to interfere with Daya's decision, as an empathetic younger sister, Shu Yu felt she should still give some guidance to her confused sister.
After all, although Daya had been married, when it came to emotions, she was still a blank sheet of paper, inexperienced.
"Sister, if you think Zhao Xi is decent, then just wait and see how things go. If you don't like him, we just tell him clearly, no need to worry about anything else."
Daya was stunned; she did have her concerns.
"Yu, I've been married before."
