1963 Confession

Nantian Fengyu feigned deafness, burying herself further in her phone. 

Yun Lintian snorted and turned to Lynn. A wave of murderous intent crashed over him, leaving him speechless.

"Impressive, Mister Yun Lintian," Lynn said, a half-smile playing on her lips. "It seems your charm remains potent."

Yun Lintian opened his mouth, then closed it again, fumbling for words.

Lynn's anger flared at his silence. "Let's go, Anna," she said, rising to leave. "We have no business here."

As she turned, Yun Lintian lunged forward, pulling her into a tight embrace. "Lynn," he whispered urgently, "I won't let you slip away again."

A tremor ran through Lynn at his words. The fury in her eyes dimmed, but a stubborn streak remained. "Why now, Yun Lintian? You have a harem by your side already." Her voice was laced with icy disdain, and she pushed against his hold.