"Lu Shuyou?" Shu Yu looked towards Daya.
Zhao Xi immediately explained, "I just think that nothing else matters; for Daya, being at ease and not burdened by life, living comfortably is the most important thing, right? Being carefree and contented, isn't that very appropriate?"
Indeed, Daya had lived a hard life these past years, the burdens of life so heavy she could hardly breathe. From now on, an easy life would be the best.
Everyone then looked at Daya, who almost wished she could shrink into the ground, but she still managed to give a faint nod, her voice hardly louder than a mosquito's, "I think it's nice."
Shu Yu 'tsked' silently to herself. Her eldest sister was still too naive, just look at how proud Zhao Xi is now.
With just a name, one could discern Daya's true feelings—Zhao Xi was beside himself with joy.
