"I'm sorry, I'll build another one for you."
The woman stood in front of the desk, uttering words of apology, yet her tone bore not even a hint of guilt. It was open and confident as if she were the master of the study, and he, an unwelcome intruder who had barged in without permission.
She made excuses with such righteousness.
In a moment, he straightened up, placed the piece of wood he had picked up on the desk, and sighed silently.
It was truly a self-inflicted misery, beyond help.
...
Lu Tong was completely unaware of Pei Yunmeng's troubles.
Perhaps the familiarity of the Renxin Medical Hall was reassuring, or maybe the excitement of being close to uncovering the secrets of Qi Yutai made for a deep sleep that night.
The next morning, upon waking, Yin Zheng stood before her bed, holding clothing, her smile steadfast.