Chapter 826
Wangsun Lishan.
It was a name that carried great pretensions, but the woman standing before him was indeed a delicate and tender figure, easily toppled. She stood there with eyes brimming with affection, as if ready to tear her skirt at any moment in exchange for certain things.
Li Xingzai didn't speak to ask; he didn't want to appear flustered. But deep down, he was truly a bit panicked, so he took a sip of tea, trying hard to appear calm. He tried to discern a clear path out of the bewildering situation before him.
Wangsun Lishan knew Li Xingzai had many questions in his heart, but she did not speak to explain. They stood in opposition, and whoever spoke first would lose the upper hand.
No one spoke in the side hall, and there was only the quiet scent of flowers. It was the fragrance of a red flower on the tea table, inserted into a vase of clear water, complementing Wangsun Lishan in front of the screen.
