Wen Qinxi realised he couldn't speak the truth otherwise they might have a very bad ending so he decided to lie like a rug. Go big or go home, right? With nothing to lose he lied, lied and lied to the very end. With a tender affectionate gaze, he sat by Qie Ranzhe's side looking exactly like a wolf in sheep's clothing.
He reached out with his slender fingers and touched Qie Ranzhe's chin drawing him closer with a grimace on his face. "Tsk, it must be painful. I am so sorry I did that. I was a bit harsh on you," he said rubbing the wound with his thumb.
At first, Qie Ranzhe was entranced by that handsome face moving closer inch by inch. No one knows what was going on in the sect leader's mind but the tips of his ears were red. But that sweet tantalizing blush vanished at Zhao Zhi's words. His face turned pale like a bucket of ice-cold water had been poured on his entire body.
