In the office.
After listening to Ning Qian's tearful account, Xu Yun didn't offer any comfort. Instead, he shot back a question, "You didn't tell me because you were afraid I'd go apologize to him?
Or are you saying you think your man is some kind of coward? That as soon as someone scares me, I'll go kneel and beg for forgiveness?"
"I didn't think that."
Hearing this, Ning Qian immediately explained, "I just didn't want to cause you trouble because of my problems."
"But trouble's already knocking on our door."
Xu Yun said, "With people like that, the weaker you act, the more they'll push their luck. You think by shouldering this yourself and not telling me, that you were doing it for my own good and he wouldn't cause other problems for me?
Today it was you. Maybe tomorrow it'll be Su Mu, or Li Jinshu, or Song Xiaowei. It could be any of the women in my life.
What if he really wasn't paying attention, what if his hand slipped and one of them ended up dead?"
Ning Qian: "..."
