"Please, don't... Mr. Zhao Yan, Nie Yun is just an ordinary friend of mine. We're only acquainted. He was just passing by and decided to visit, so please let him go!"
Luo Qingcheng stiffened at the old man's words and cried out anxiously.
"An ordinary friend? Heh. The more you say that, the more suspicious I become! The Young Master sent me here with specific instructions to protect you at all times and to prevent you from being harassed by insignificant people. Since this man wants to come, then let him come!"
Seeing the girl's anxious expression, the old man, Zhao Yan, chuckled darkly.
Luo Qingcheng was naive by nature. And while her recent experiences had changed her somewhat, how could she possibly hide the truth from an old monster who had lived for so many years?
"No, please, Mr. Zhao Yan! I'm begging you, let him go! As long as you let him leave, I'll agree to anything!" the girl cried out desperately.
