But he had always been the type to never give up until he got what he wanted. If he failed once, he would try again. If he failed a second time, he would try a third...
It even became his perfect excuse to keep pestering her. Chen Wanqing was so miserable she could only stammer out the whole story.
"I... I don't think you have bad bone structure, or the look of some treacherous official. It's just that you're too handsome, and I've heard that many of the officials in the Capital City... aren't picky. I'm not very powerful. I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you in the future—"
Her explanation was worse than no explanation at all. Those few sentences had thoroughly annoyed Zhao Jing.
As a result, he lost all tenderness that night, tormenting her relentlessly from the inside out.
When Chen Wanqing arose the next day, the spot on the pillow beside her was already cold. Zhao Jing was gone; she had no idea when he'd left.
