"What's the panic?" Han Ling said, drinking his tea unhurriedly. His cold eyes swept over the anxious Song Li. "The Lin Family isn't foolish. They know that imbecilic woman just let it slip. How could they truly believe that you, Song Li, have the guts to slander the Lin Family and try to start a war with them? Do you think the Lin Family can't guess that I'm behind you, that you're actually doing my bidding?"
Setting down his teacup, Han Ling snorted coldly. "As for me, do you think the Lin Family would openly fall out with me over such a trifling matter? So, let's just drop this and never mention it again."
"I understand." Wiping the sweat from his forehead, a relieved Song Li swallowed hard. "Young Master Han, thank you so much. If it weren't for your influence, the Lin Family definitely wouldn't have let me off the hook, and the Song Family would no longer protect me."
