"Why are men always so graceful, gentle, considerate, and understanding with other people's women?"
After a long and winding sigh, Fujiwara Reiki looked in the direction where Cui Wen and the other had left and uttered a soul-searching question.
Indeed.
Why?
This age-old mystery, I believe no man can answer, and Mr. Jiang is no exception, so he chose to shift focus.
"You are also someone else's woman."
A textbook answer.
Instantly he transformed from the subject of criticism to a noble ruler perched high on moral ground.
Fujiwara Reiki was momentarily speechless, her brows furrowed and then relaxed.
"Jiang Sang still refuses to trust me."
She murmured to herself.
The drama of crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide can't always be used. Moreover, there were only tree trunks around at the moment, not stone pillars.
"Since Jiang Sang is really unwilling, Li Ji won't make it difficult for Jiang Sang. Korea, Li Ji won't go."
