The man sitting in the wheelchair remained unmoved all night, and only at this moment did he show some emotion. He raised his head to meet her gaze, revealing a hint of bitterness on his pale yet handsome face: "What do you think?"
He tightened his grip on the wheelchair's armrest, his knuckles turning white: "Your arrival won't help; I must keep him here tonight!"
Qiao Nian suppressed her anger and coldly asked, "What did Ye Wangchuan do to offend you?"
Lu Zhi didn't answer directly, turning his head: "He offended someone he shouldn't have. I owe Nie Qingru a favor, and this is the exchange condition."
Qiao Nian didn't know if she believed this reason, but she turned her head and was about to leave.
Lu Zhi saw her turning to leave and immediately called out to her: "Where are you going!"
