Talk alone? At this time?
When the Jinyun Hall is trying so hard to protect her? Is she disregarding the Jinyun Hall?
Could it be this child’s mind is such a mess that she hasn’t seen that the Jinyun Hall is protecting her so she wants to beg for herself?
These thoughts raced through Lord Lin’s mind. A flash of anxiety and incomprehension also crossed the pitch-pot director’s face.
Lord Lin was not a child. Of course, he wouldn’t let go of such an opportunity.
"Fine," he said.
As they watched Miss Jun accompany Lord Lin to a neighboring room, Fang Jinxiu’s face was taut with anger, the director was expressionless, and Ning Yunzhao was frowning again.
Could it be when she said that it concerned another person’s reputation, she meant him?
Otherwise, why would she look at him.
What kind of thing concerned him?
Ning Yunzhao’s face hardened as he thought of a possibility.
The door behind them shut, and the room fell into silence.
