How is mental infidelity any different from adultery?
If he liked any other woman one bit, that would be betraying Lu Man.
This was unforgivable to him.
He would never allow such circumstances to occur.
And he had the confidence that to him, no woman could compare to Lu Man.
"I know." Lu Man smiled at Han Zhuoli and put her arms around his neck, pecking him on the chin. "I must have frightened you just now."
"You really scared me." Han Zhuoli sighed.
He didn't know what secrets Lu Man buried deep in her heart.
But this wasn't the first time she'd revealed such sentiments.
He did not ask because Lu Man would tell him if she wanted to.
She never said a thing—was it something difficult to speak of? He would never force her.
He could wait until she wished to spill.
But right now, she wasn't willing to share, so he could only pretend that he didn't notice anything.
