In the past three years, Zhai Yunsheng had cut off all contact with Jian Yiling. He hadn't gathered any information about her.
It wasn't because he didn't want to. Rather, it was because he couldn't.
"No."
She brought him the medicine because it was convenient for her to do so. Usually, the medicine was delivered by someone else.
She hadn't come to the capital because of Qin Chuan.
Jian Yiling was not lying. Her eyes were as clean as ever.
After a while, Zhai Yunsheng's expression was no longer as angry. However, his voice was still deep and low as he said:
"You broke your promise."
"Mhmm."
"You will need to pay the price for breaking your promise."
"I know," Jian Yiling replied. She was willing to accept the price of her broken promise.
"The price will be great," Zhai Yunsheng said. His gaze burned.
"Okay."