"I refuse!" Murong Lengyue massaged her forehead. Just as Xiao Yue had said, her uncle was furious about Xiao Lin's actions, desiring to teach the Xiao Family a severe lesson. Those old geezers are all old-fashioned; they care more about the family's reputation than about her safety as the clan leader. It's hard to say whether that's tragic or fortunate.
Shao Qinyi did not expect Murong Lengyue to respond so bluntly, leaving no room for negotiation. "Xiao Lin already knows I've arrived in Palermo."
"I know. I told him." Murong Lengyue looked up from a pile of documents and gazed at Shao Qinyi.
"I'm saying I was followed today, and that person was Xiao Lin."
"If you're trying to persuade me to save Shao Weihua, don't bother. I refuse."
"Are you burning bridges after crossing them, trying to break the agreement, Miss Murong?"
