The top floor of the hotel.
Li Zhongnan stood by the curtain, a cigarette in his mouth, and silently smoked without uttering a single word. Meanwhile, Zhuo Cailing nestled in his arms, quietly sensing his inner gloom.
After a moment of hesitation, she softly spoke with pursed lips, "My lord, Sister Hui Ning is really pitiful, can't you... just accept her? All humans err, and she didn't commit an unforgivable sin. She just misspoke once."
Without uttering a word, Li Zhongnan simply gave a slight smile and inhaled another puff of his cigarette, slowly exhaling smoke. Indeed, Yang Huining only misspoke once, however, that single phrase...
Anyhow, it struck his heart directly, causing him immense discomfort.
As for her, that's it now!
Determined, he shook his head, no longer willing to continue with these matters.