Yin Susu clenched her teeth, and at last, she could no longer hold back. "In broad daylight, in the dining hall, you teased me under the table again and again! You even took advantage of me right under Sister Rong's nose! I spared your dignity and did not expose you to Sister Rong—I've already shown you plenty of mercy!"
Her eyes had reddened slightly. "And now, in the middle of the night, you've come looking for a widow like me. A man and a woman alone in one room—if word gets out, how am I supposed to go on living?!"
Faced with Yin Susu's accusations, Lin Xuan showed not the slightest guilt. Instead, he set down his teacup, rose to his feet, and advanced on her step by step.
"A widow?"
Lin Xuan stopped before her and looked down at her, his gaze carrying an aggressively oppressive force.
"Madam, you keep calling yourself a widow, but when I detoxified you that night, you were burning with passion, yielding so sweetly. You hardly looked like a widow free of worldly desires."
"You!"
His blunt and shameless words left Yin Susu so embarrassed that she wished she could disappear into the ground. She instinctively retreated.
"That night... that night, I was afflicted by a strange poison and wasn't in my right mind! You... you were only helping me remove the poison!"
Yin Susu argued stubbornly. "Now that the poison has been removed, let's treat those absurd events as a dream and forget them all! Young Master Lin, please leave at once. From now on, aside from our connection through Sister Rong, there should be no private contact between us!"
"Forget?"
Lin Xuan looked as though he had heard the greatest joke in the world. With a wicked grin, he suddenly reached out,