In Le Tian's bedroom, Wen Shan was already passed out drunk on the bed. Nalan Chunbo entered the room alone.
Nalan Chunbo stood by the bed and looked down at Wen Shan, frowning at her flushed face.
His heart ached for the bright and bubbly young woman who had resorted to drinking because of the heartache caused by a misunderstanding. It felt like his heart was being gripped tightly.
Nalan Chunbo sat by the bedside and reached out to touch the scar on Wen Shan's neck. He remembered clearly how she had looked after him when he was ill last time.
When he had finally decided to treat her well, he had let her down instead. Now suspicion began to creep into his mind as to whether he had made the right decision.
Perhaps he should just be looking after her from afar.
Perhaps it would be best for her to not see him anymore.
He had already chosen to put all his eggs in Wen Shan's basket though, how could he change his mind now?
