"She just left," Nan Sichen's voice rang out, deep and low. "She won't be coming back."
The Old Madam Nan glanced at everyone briefly, then turned and walked away. "I'll get to the bottom of this. I won't let you all wrong Miaomiao."
Ning Zhilan looked at Li Zijia and asked, "Is everything you said true?"
She tilted her small face up, a look that would truly tug at anyone's heartstrings.
"It's true. But, Tao Miao is just a little girl trapped in her emotions. Don't hate her," Li Zijia said casually, and unexpectedly embraced Ning Zhilan lightly.
Ning Zhilan's face flushed ever so slightly, but she did not resist.
A mischievous smile spread across Li Zijia's face as he glanced at Nan Sichen. "If you're going to blame someone, blame the man who drove her mad with passion."
Nan Sichen's gaze turned icy as he shot him a glare but said nothing, merely wrapping his arm around Qin Yin and walking outside.
