He Chen's smile faded from his eyes, his handsome face turned a bit more serious, "Sister-in-law, you know what happens when you're too soft-hearted."
Li Qiao paused for a moment, "Is 'soft-heartedness' used like that?"
"Then... a woman's compassion."
Li Qiao: "..."
He Chen joked a little, then crossed his hands behind his head, "Li Qiao, you're a smart person. Unless you plan to accommodate him all your life, otherwise... you shouldn't be soft-hearted anymore."
Li Qiao lowered her eyes, her breathing slightly paused, and she didn't speak for a long while.
He Chen turned his head to look at her, "Today you were out of contact for just five minutes, and Shaoyan almost wrecked my casino. If his condition isn't treated and controlled, you will eventually lose your freedom."
This is not alarmism.
He Chen understood the innate possessiveness and protective instincts men have towards women.
