This was his new silk shirt, after all. It couldn't get wrinkled.
Chi Li looked to the heavens, speechless. He couldn't be bothered to argue anymore. Before leaving, he made sure to instruct the guards to never let that woman from earlier in again. Due to her status, Chi Heng might not do anything to Xi Zhen unless she did something truly outrageous, but as for Chi Li himself... he couldn't make the same promise.
...
After dinner, Chi Heng brought Wen Qian to a hidden corner of the old castle.
When she saw the bronze-colored metal elevator, a surprised look appeared on Wen Qian's face. She had assumed a place like an old castle would only have wooden staircases.
The metal doors were shut tight. Chi Heng casually reached out and touched the cold, rough metal surface. A moment later, a pale blue indicator light flickered, followed by a dull CLICK.
"I'm taking you somewhere," the man said, turning his head to smile at her, his eyes full of tenderness.
