This girl called Su Wan had already changed into a light-colored long dress. She was extremely beautiful, and her temperament was gentle and pure. She was like a lotus flower that was untainted by mud.
Coupled with the sickly pallor on her face, one could not help but want to take good care of her.
Such a beautiful woman introduced herself in such a gentle voice and even called him husband...
Most men would not be able to withstand it!
But what kind of storm had He Chuan not seen before?
He just felt that it was a little strange and asked bluntly, "Miss, you have mistaken me for someone else, right?"
Su Wan shook her head gently, "I heard from others that it was you, this gentleman, who saved me. As the old saying goes, a life-saving grace should be repaid with one's body. Wan 'Er has no way to repay it. She is willing to serve Young Master by his side in the future, accompanying him until the black hair turn white."