Shen Zhaoli looked at Wen Jiao standing at the door, got up, and under Wei Shuqian's stunned gaze, walked towards the latter. He said, "Jiaojiao, you're here."
Wen Jiao's hands were somewhat cold; she let Shen Zhaoli take her hand and walk her to sit opposite Wei Shuqian.
"He insists on seeing you. I think there are some things you two need to clear up face-to-face, or he won't be satisfied," Shen Zhaoli said, looking into Wen Jiao's stunned eyes. "Jiaojiao, take your time talking; I'll wait for you outside."
The astonishment in Wen Jiao's eyes deepened.
Shen Zhaoli got up, released her hand, and left the private room.
Shen Zhaoli is fundamentally a proud man; he can accept that Wen Jiao does not love him and stays with him for weighing the pros and cons, but he cannot accept that sympathy is part of those reasons.
For Shen Zhaoli, sympathy is unbearable.
The reason he left was to let Wen Jiao make decisions without his interference, to decide as she pleases.
