Qin Zhize's mind raced, and then he tried to argue his way out:
"Lord Yang, how can you take what a man and woman say in bed seriously?
Those words were only meant to sweet-talk a woman!"
Lord Yang gave Qin Zhize a look of disgust and said:
"But I do take them seriously!
The more relaxed someone is when speaking in bed, the more believable their words are!"
Under Lord Yang's gaze, Qin Zhize felt humiliated. Ever since he had married Kang Yueling, many people had pointed fingers at him behind his back, but no one had ever looked at him like this to his face.
Then Lord Yang's words reached him, and anger flared:
"You, you..."
Qin Zhize was so furious that he could not get a word out for a long while.
Lord Yang ignored his expression and continued:
"Am I wrong?
When you are most relaxed, you are also least guarded. That is when your words are truest."
Qin Zhize immediately retorted:
"That's not true.
I told you, those words were only meant to sweet-talk a woman. They cannot be taken seriously."
"After all my years as an official, I can still tell truth from falsehood."
Hearing this only made Qin Zhize angrier. Lord Yang was trying to drive him to his death. If those two women of the Kang Family learned what he had said, he would be left with more trouble than he could stomach!
He had not yet gotten his hands on the Kang Family's fortune, nor had he secured the Qin Family's noble title. Nothing could be allowed to go wrong at a time like this.
At this point, Qin Zhize could only try another approach. He did not want the matter to blow up.
Qin Zhize walked over to Lord Yang