In the garden a few days later, flowers bloomed in vibrant colors, competing for attention.
Su Wanrou, dressed in a light pink gown, stood among the blossoms, resembling a delicate peach blossom ready to burst into bloom.
Gu Yun Ci strolled over and, upon seeing Su Wanrou, a hint of astonishment flickered in his eyes.
"Miss Su, you look truly beautiful today," Gu Yun Ci praised sincerely.
Su Wanrou smiled shyly. "Young Master Yun Ci, you flatter me."
She gently caressed the petals, her gaze softening with tenderness.
"These flowers cannot compare to your beauty," Gu Yun Ci said softly.
A ripple of emotion stirred within Su Wanrou's heart.
As they discussed poetry, music, and art, the atmosphere between them felt relaxed and joyful.
Gu Yun Ci noticed that Su Wanrou was completely different from Shen Qingyi.
Shen Qingyi was lively and cheerful, like a blazing flame, while Su Wanrou was gentle and serene, like a clear spring.
"Perhaps I prefer this gentle feeling," Gu Yun Ci thought to himself.
In a teahouse, Su Wanrou and Gu Yun Ci enjoyed tea and conversation.
Unintentionally, Su Wanrou revealed her concern for Gu Yun Ci.
"Young Master Yun Ci, you seem a bit tired lately," she asked with genuine concern.
Gu Yun Ci sighed. "There have been many affairs at the manor recently; it's been quite overwhelming."
Su Wanrou looked at him tenderly. "I know you have many worries in your heart but don't know how to relieve them."
Gu Yun Ci felt a stir in his heart. "How did you know?"
Su Wanrou smiled gently, "It's a woman's intuition."
She paused for a moment before continuing, "In truth, your feelings for Miss Shen are not as steadfast as you imagine."
Gu Yun Ci was taken aback. "How do you know?"
"Young Master Yun Ci, ask yourself honestly, is your love for Miss Shen genuine?" Su Wanrou asked softly.
Gu Yun Ci fell silent.
He began to doubt his feelings for Shen Qingyi.
As night fell, the moonlight poured down like water, bathing the earth in its glow.
Su Wanrou and Gu Yun Ci walked side by side along the path.
The night was hazy, and the atmosphere was charged with unspoken tension.
Su Wanrou leaned closer to Gu Yun Ci, their hands accidentally brushing against each other.
A ripple stirred in Gu Yun Ci's heart.
He felt Su Wanrou's hand was soft and warm, igniting an impulse within him to hold it tightly.
Su Wanrou looked up at Gu Yun Ci, her eyes filled with tenderness.
"Young Master Yun Ci..." she called softly.
Gu Yun Ci's heartbeat quickened.
He wanted to say something but struggled to find the right words.
Suddenly, Su Wanrou stopped in her tracks, turned to face Gu Yun Ci.
"Young Master Yun Ci, I know you have many concerns," she said gently. "But I hope you understand that my feelings for you are sincere."
Gu Yun Ci gazed into Su Wanrou's earnest eyes, feeling even more unsettled.
"Miss Su..." He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to express it.
Tears glistened in Su Wanrou's eyes.
"I know I shouldn't ask for too much, but I really hope to be with you," she choked out.
Gu Yun Ci looked at Su Wanrou, her face resembling a pear blossom drenched in rain, and his heart filled with pity.
He reached out and gently pulled Su Wanrou into his embrace.
"Miss Su, please don't cry," he said softly. "I will think about it carefully."
Su Wanrou nestled in Gu Yun Ci's arms, a wave of joy surging within her.
She knew she was one step closer to success.
Gu Yun Ci's heart was in turmoil.
On one hand, he enjoyed the ease and happiness that Su Wanrou brought him; on the other hand, he felt guilty towards Shen Qingyi.
"What should I do?" Gu Yun Ci kept asking himself in his mind.
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