Pei Heyan heard her words, walked over, and sat beside her, his hand gently caressing the tips of her hair with a gentle yet firm tone, "Ah Tang, try to keep your distance from him in the future. He is a man with deep schemes, and you might get sucked into his vortex one day."
Wen Tang looked up, meeting his gaze, "I know, but sometimes things evolve beyond our control. Take the Li Haiqin incident, for example, he had clearly planned everything long ago."
As her words fell, she looked at Pei Heyan, "You should also stay away from him, lest you suffer more losses than gains."
Pei Heyan nodded, his large hand gently resting on Wen Tang's shoulder, making the atmosphere between them even gentler and more intimate, "Ah Tang, you're worried about me."
