Inside the room, the two men completely ignored Yun Wan's knocking and shouting.
Fu Jinghuai's pitch-black eyes stared at him with a sharp, chilling gaze, and he sneered: "You still have the nerve to show up here. Aren't you afraid I'll kill you, you despicable scoundrel? You spout benevolence and righteousness on the surface, but underneath you're nothing more than a filthy, hypocritical beast in human clothing—and yet I was foolish enough to invite a wolf into my own house."
Shen Ruoheng smiled indifferently, taking a seat beside him as he casually raised an eyebrow: "No matter how the Lord Marquis curses me, as long as it helps you vent your anger, anything goes. There's no need to make things difficult for Yun Wan, a fragile woman. It's true that I've always had feelings for Yun Wan and wouldn't leave her alone. Believe it or not, I'll say it again: back at the Marquis Manor, there was never anything improper between her and me. Even if we had occasional private contact, it was entirely related to Xuan'er's studies. If Old Madame hadn't insisted on driving Yun Wan out of the Marquis Manor, someone like me would never have had the chance to get close to her. Since Yun Wan has nothing to do with the Lord Marquis from this day forward, why shouldn't I pursue my own happiness? Neither Yun Wan nor I have done anything wrong. Of course, if the Lord Marquis is flying into a rage and insists on holding us accountable, I am entirely at your disposal."
Chapter 213