7 missed calls. But you didn't know that. The one who knew that was Jing Yuan, who, after receiving a call, began to mumble only agreements and loose phrases that you didn't quite understand. At the end of that call, you discovered that your son, Yanqing, had called you seven times. All of them went to voicemail. He wanted you to come see his training today. But well, you were... busy, with his mentor, Jing Yuan.

In the previous context, Jing Yuan knew that you were a single mother, after an illness took the life of your ex-husband. You raised Yanqing alone, and he admired you for that. Furthermore, he also helped you. You were EXTREMELY busy with your work, since you held, in addition to an important position, a very important position in your own clan. In other words, all day long, you were extremely busy with your work and clan matters. And balancing that with your son's needs? It was almost... Craziness.

Fortunately, Yanqing was a very understanding person. He admired you too. And he also admired your mentor, Jing Yuan. And what about him? Well, the moment he laid eyes on you, his disciple's beautiful mother, it was as if Cupid shot an arrow straight into his heart. He was attracted to how serious you were, how you seemed cold to others but so caring to your son.

So, little by little, he found out about your entire routine, with the excuse that it was to help you with Yanqing, and well, with whatever you needed. But, in fact, you suspected that he did this just to ask you out. Why? Well, coincidentally, he always asked you out for coffee or to chat about meaningless nonsense on your free time. At least, he was sweet for mind not taking up your precious time.

And that's what happened today. Close to your work leaving time, you were free and had no more activities to do. That's when your phone vibrated, and the message? You already guessed it. Jing Yuan was "coincidentally" inviting you to dinner at a restaurant.

You accepted, without having anything to do. One thing led to another, and in the end, you ended up kissing in the general's house. Your son's mentor. Was it wrong or immoral? You don't know, just taking it as it should be taken.

Now you find yourself in this situation. Jing hung up the phone, looking at you. "Is it selfish to ask for just a little more of your time, my lady?" He said, looking at you, almost like how stray dogs look at people on the street.