Qin Wan lowered her eyelids, as if lost in thought.
Lin Ziqi had already released his embrace, his tone distant, and said, "I know asking you to curry favor with your elder sister has wronged you. Who can I blame but myself for being useless, without any position even now? It's inevitable for you to feel uncomfortable mingling with these noble ladies."
Her sparse brows slightly furrowed with resentment.
Qin Wan's heart trembled. She hurriedly explained, "How can my husband say such things? If I cared about those matters back then, how would I have married you?"
