At dusk, Cecilia called Mark.

She said in a hushed tone, "Rena is still more clever. I really can't match her."

Mark, sitting with documents in front of him, smiled and replied, "You don't have to compete with Rena. Cecilia, I Before Mark could finish his sentence, Cecilia interjected, "But I want to be stronger. I don't want to hide behind you every time, relying on you to protect me from trouble. Mark, I've grown up. I can also be of assistance to you.”

Mark fell silent for a while, struggling to convey his emotions.

Sensing the gravity of the atmosphere, Cecilia playfully teased, "Mark, I hope you'll enjoy your golden years."