Luo Beichen staggered backward half a step after being bumped into by the woman. Once he had steadied himself, his eyebrows knitted together. He was about to push the woman away when he heard her crying, "Beichen… can you forgive me? I lied, and I know my past isn't glorious, but I had no choice… You asked me if I've been with other men, and I haven't. I really haven't… My first client was Gery, but he didn't touch me. I really haven't been with other men. You have to believe me… I didn't lie about this."
The woman's sob carried a nasal quality as she clung tighter around the man's arms, "I really didn't lie, you can make me swear… I swear, if I lied about this, let me suffer…" She lifted her small face, tears making her seem pitiful as she looked up at the man and raised her right hand, but before she could finish, Luo Beichen stopped her.
