Chi Zaozao arrived at the door of the bride's lounge, unexpectedly encountering Jin Chengzhi.
He hesitated outside, wanting to knock on the door. After lingering for a while, he pulled his hand back.
Eventually, he turned around, about to leave.
Just then, he lifted his head and met Chi Zaozao's deep and meaningful gaze.
He froze.
Chi Zaozao sighed, shaking her head. "Didn't you say you didn't care? Why would you come all the way here and then not go in?"
Chi Zaozao figured that Jin Chengzhi must have wanted to go in and say a few words to Mu Xiangning, but he held back due to concerns—or perhaps, lack of courage.
So, after hesitating, he chose not to go in.
Could it be that for men, dignity over certain matters was this important?
Chi Zaozao couldn't genuinely understand.
Jin Chengzhi stood in front of her, staring down at her petite figure, as if looking down from above. His entire presence felt overwhelmingly lofty.
