"Even though he was about to jump off a building, the man still maintained a kindly smile on his face—one glance and you'd think he was the most harmless and amiable person in the world.
Had Chen Yan been there, he would have recognized him as Zhao Ying's father: Zhao Xuan...
Seeing the woman cry so sorrowfully, Zhao Xuan said with a smile, shaking his head, "Xiao Wen, it's not necessary, really not necessary."
"I knew the day would come when I made my choice half a year ago."
"I just didn't expect it to come this soon."
The woman continued to cry and shake her head, "But you really don't have to go this far. You and he are of the same clan. He will let you off."
Zhao Xuan nodded slightly, looking somewhat melancholic at the moon above, "You're right."
"If I went to him, he indeed would let me off."
"Even if he originally didn't want to let me off, just to show off his magnanimity, he would still let me off."
"But... I can't."
