Noan felt a bit of a headache. Was that the crux of the problem? But he also did not know how to answer her question, because among his women there was also her mother.
Noan did not know what expression Lylia would have when she found out about this.
Because he did not know what to do, he could only stay silent and hide this matter.
"Quite... a lot..." Noan said.
Lylia pouted, looking sulky. "Huh! I don't care about you anymore."
Noan forced a smile. He stepped forward, gently hugged Lylia into his arms, and said softly, "Don't be mad anymore. I always care about you, that's why I came here to help you."
"I'll forgive you..." Lylia said with a smile, then rose onto her toes and lightly kissed his lips.
Neline: "..."
In her heart, she cursed, 'That works too? How can she let him off so easily?'
Neline truly did not understand, because in her memories, Lylia was the type of woman who was extremely competitive and refused to lose to anyone.
