Though the voice was gentle, Lord Lin did not feel any warmth, only cold and anxiety.
A voice like this, a person like this, you could never know what she was feeling, nor see her confidence.
A hand extended warmly out to you, but at the last moment, used to whip your face.
Lord Lin buried his face in his hands.
"Miss Jun, I must consider this carefully. This is simply, simply the Lin Family's shame. I have no face," he choked out.
"Lord Lin does not need to think so," Miss Jun said, her expression pitying again.
"Thank you very much for Miss Jun's generosity," he replied. When he lifted his head, he was resolute. "But I must give Miss Jun an explanation."
