C166 He Lost His Composure

Ann Jinse glanced at Beijin, noticing he seemed sincere and wasn't trying to deceive her. Relieved, she slowly released her grip, feeling a hint of secret joy.

Once free, Beijin returned to the couch and sat down.

"Beijin, let's just have some wine. There's not much else here," Ann suggested hesitantly, observing his expression.

Beijin nodded, thinking about his recent troubles