Outside the curtain the wind and snow raged, while inside the pavilion a warm feeling of spring prevailed.
With Miao Yin by his side, Zhang Chi had completely forgotten about Hong Li.
Miao Yin had already removed her veil, revealing her beautiful face.
Her tender, rosy lips were so enticing that one couldn't help but want to taste them.
However, seeing her red eyes still moist with tears, Zhang Chi couldn't bring himself to act on those desires.
The two of them nestled on the couch, not disrobing, but sharing their experiences.
It was mostly Miao Yin talking, with Zhang Chi listening.
Miao Yin felt sad deep down inside, and needed someone to pour out her heart to.
There was no one else she could tell, only Zhang Chi.
After hearing everything, Zhang Chi's heart was filled with mixed emotions.
He realized that Miao Yin's infatuation with him was genuine, as she had never doubted him from the beginning to the end.
He believed Miao Yin would not lie.