Zhou Yitang's eyes slightly narrowed, the moonlight casting a gentle halo on her cheeks. Her expression showed a subtle change, as if she was recollecting—the stubbornness that he couldn't shake off years ago, which she had witnessed with her own eyes.
Her eyes gleamed with a stream of light, neither nodding nor shaking, still with nothing to say.
Chen Yi secretly let out a sigh of relief. After all, he was worldly-wise. He skillfully diverted any imagination of a night with two women, steering the topic from Lin Wanxiao's sudden intrusion to the feelings between the two of them, leading to his own suffering from deep emotions but still unwilling to let go of Zhou Yitang.
Experience leads to wisdom. When there are too many entangled women, one often encounters such overturned situations. The best solution Chen Yi concluded was not to explain but to be sincere and timely with deception—in short, seize the initiative.
