The atmosphere between them was a bit stifled.
Huo Beijiang stood tall and straight by the bed, his imposing figure exuding a powerful aura even in silence.
Nan Fei felt a combination of nervousness and guilt, which ebbed away as his aura changed, dispelling her earlier fear.
"Huo Beijiang!" she called out tentatively, not knowing what to say next.
'Jiang Nan Fei, you're such a wuss! What's there to feel guilty about? These are things from our past lives. It's been so many years, what's the point in feeling guilty now?'
She kept trying to reassure herself internally.
Huo Beijiang raised an eyebrow when he heard her call him, causing a sharp pain in his chest. Yet, remembering her frightened expression, he struggled to unleash his pent-up anger.
Annoyed, he pinched his brows together.
He had indeed indulged this girl to the point where he couldn't lay a finger on her now!
