Fu Rongyin's eyes suddenly dimmed, his voice deep, "The fewer people know his whereabouts, the better for him. If you want to punish me, there's nothing I can do."
Chi Yue said angrily, "You won't even tell me, am I someone else?"
"You're not, but who knows if you'll tell Lin Wanyun. If Zhan Qing tortures Lin Wanyun and gives me away, won't all our efforts be in vain?"
Chi Yue was taken aback, seemingly not expecting him to say this.
Slowly, she seemed to understand, defeated, "Zhan Mobai is just a child. Not only does Lin Wanyun feel sorry for him, but so do I."
Fu Rongyin's mood gradually became off, "You don't feel sorry for me, but for someone else? Yueyue, I'm your husband. Can't you focus more on me?"
"When have I ever not…"
She couldn't continue her words because she felt the man's hand restlessly moving behind her.
Chi Yue took a sharp breath and angrily grabbed his hand, "Can you wait until I finish speaking?"
"Hmm, you say what you want, I won't affect you."
