The question Xiao Mo tossed out made the air in the room grow heavier.
The sole reason Wang Xiaoliang had come over unannounced the next day was that he felt uneasy. The Book of Fate said: In managing people, begin with doubt, and maintain it until the undertaking is complete. A rope may bind the body, but how can it fetter the will? Humans are the most intelligent of creatures, changing from dawn to dusk. Only by observing them with a questioning eye can one discern their slightest, hidden changes.
He was afraid not only that Xiao Mo coveted Wei Zijin's beauty, but also that he might get caught in a trap during their collaboration.
Then he would do as the Book of Fate said: start with doubt and keep it up until their collaboration ended, carefully observing and getting to know Xiao Mo while also watching for subtle changes in him.
If he said he wasn't afraid now, that would be bullshit. Xiao Mo had money, influence, and seasoned methods, and had publicly said he liked and admired Wei Zijin. That single video said it all.
Admitting he was afraid would make him seem petty, and might even leave the impression that he "didn't trust his wife." But putting on too much of a show of generosity would look obviously fake.
His mind raced as he recalled the words in the Book of Fate. In the way of husband and wife, first make trust the foundation of all things, then resolve discord, and complement each other's strengths and weaknesses. Above all, remain united against the outside. Thus may the aura of one's benefactor reach its fullest potential, and the path to growing old together endure.
"Brother Xiao, if I said I wasn't afraid, I'd be talking out of my