Seeing Chu Jing return with a deeply strained expression, Lin Zhi was full of curiosity. "What's wrong, Princely Heir? Why do you look so awful?"
Chu Jing's expression was complicated. He truly couldn't understand why Wen Shuyue had said those things. What did she mean by him having his own inner struggles, and her promising to know her place from now on?
The mere thought of the look Doctor Zhang gave him before leaving filled him with endless irritation.
It seemed he really needed to stay far away from Cousin Wen in the future. She didn't seem quite right in the head. Or perhaps he should speak to his mother about finding her a good match and marrying her off as soon as possible.
"It's nothing," he said, pausing briefly. "In a few days, speak to Mother. Tell her to find a husband's family for Cousin Wen."
