Hearing this, Lu Ziyuan was taken aback for a moment, then he laughed too.
"It's nothing," he said, holding her waist to pull them closer, smiling with a hint of meaning, "There will come a day when you believe me, just don't cry then."
Xie Wanqing: "..."
The girl in his arms remained silent. Lu Ziyuan, thinking she was truly overthinking, furrowed his brow and said, "Don't falsely accuse me in your heart. Just one Liu Manrou has made me suffer enough. How would I dare have even the slightest entanglement with other women?"
For five years, he lived like a lifeless shell. Which lifeless shell would have any interest in women?
Let alone touch them, he didn't even glance at another woman.
He explained sincerely, yet Xie Wanqing seemed indifferent and unconvinced.
"Anyway, I don't believe it," she said blandly, "You're the Emperor, right? In the past few years, there must have been plenty of girls offering themselves to you. I don't believe you could abstain for five years."
