"Why do you look so angry, was the conversation unpleasant?"
Lin Chen rose from the couch, looking at Purple Cloud with concern in his eyes.
Purple Cloud had previously been invited to the neighboring room for tea by the masked woman, and when she returned, her expression was clearly amiss.
Purple Cloud sighed, "No, it's just that I feel somewhat... annoyed."
Lin Chen reached out and took Purple Cloud's hand, pulling her to sit down beside him on a chair while he sat across from her, and said with a smile, "Tell me about it?"
Purple Cloud looked at Lin Chen and sighed, "Mi Xiaowan wasn't willing."
Lin Chen blinked, thinking for two seconds, "You mean her marriage?"
Purple Cloud nodded, "Yes, they talk about sending her off to get married, but in reality, she's just being sent as goods for an apology..."
