"Oh, is it quite rough? I love practicing martial arts, so I have quite a few calluses on my palms. Did I hurt you?"
Young Master Hong not only managed the family business but also practiced martial arts? Didn't the rumors say he had a limp and was a bloated, ugly man? It seemed the rumors could not be entirely trusted.
Gao Chan'er suddenly felt she had struck gold. Her courage grew, and she placed her hand over the back of his hand, which was resting on her cheek. "No," she said in a gentle voice, "I am not that fragile."
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