"Mr. Lin, you seem troubled. Are you still upset about what happened last night?"
"No, if you could stay farther away from me, I might be happier." Lin Zifeng said casually, taking a sip of wine, without intending to engage much further with her.
"..."
Monet Yun was at a loss for words, her face flushed as she shook her head and smiled, continuing to pour wine for Lin Zifeng.
The two of them fell into a deep silence again.
Along the way, Monet Yun spoke very little. From the brief interaction, she seemed to have a slight understanding of Lin Zifeng's character. It was obvious that the man in front of her was someone who yearned for freedom. He didn't like to be restrained or threatened, and he had no regard for brute force or the small tricks employed by women. To change him, one would need to show utmost sincerity.
But Monet Yun also thought that even if she showed sincerity, this man wouldn't do anything for her. In the end, wouldn't she just end up losing a lot?
