"I shouldn't have dragged you to the bar," Lin Tian said. "If we hadn't gone there, this wouldn't have happened."
"I told you to stop talking about it!" Zhou Xinlan said with added emphasis.
After a long pause, Zhou Xinlan finally continued, "It's not your fault. I'm not that unreasonable, why would I blame everything on you?"
Hearing this, Lin Tian let out a long sigh of relief.
It was such a relief that Little Aunt wasn't angry.
But he still couldn't afford to be careless.
Lin Tian stared intently at Zhou Xinlan's face, watching for the slightest changes in her expression.
Zhou Xinlan's expression was complex, her eyebrows were tightly knitted, as if she was struggling with something.
Ten minutes passed before Zhou Xinlan finally opened her eyes again.
"I've always been wary of you at home, fearing that you might overpower me... but I never expected that this would still happen."
