Ji Zhihan turned around, and his gaze fell upon Lin Lanzhi.
Then onto Shen Feichi.
Watching her as if she were about to crumble into pieces, the tears relentlessly streamed down from the corners of her eyes.
Ji Zhihan pursed his lips.
The emotion behind his lowered gaze was indiscernible.
Lin Nuannuan muttered from the side, "Shen Bichi is truly Shen Bichi, her mastery in manipulating hearts is impeccable. How many men can withstand such moral abduction? And in front of so many people, in front of Old Master Shen at that—it's like nailing Ji Zhihan to a pillar of moral shame."
Shen Feiwan nodded, in agreement.
"It's no wonder White Lotus and Shen Bichi are such good friends; both are equally cunning and deceitful, capable of resorting to such tactics. It turns out Fu Shiyan and Ji Zhihan really are of the same cloth, completely played by these two women."
Lin Nuannuan kept muttering on.
Everyone thought that Ji Zhihan couldn't possibly reject Shen Feichi now.
