Chen Sheng continued his gentle persuasion.
His words—calling her both "cold and proud" and "strong and independent"—caused Wang Zilan's resolve to crumble.
Seeing his chance, Chen Sheng gave her no more time to think. He slowly took her delicate hand, then used a finger to forcefully lift her pale chin.
"Miss Wang, may I help myself?"
A few breaths later, a soft whisper replied:
"Mm."
(Three thousand words omitted here...)
Protected by a Silence Array, the outside world felt nothing amiss. Even as a storm raged and cries echoed endlessly within the carriage, those outside remained completely oblivious.
The carriage ambled along, and before long, it drew near a group of Jingwu Guards.
Dozens of men from G Camp were stationed there, watching the carriage approach. Most of them had no idea that their Deputy Captain Chen had already slipped inside.
Only a select few knew the truth.
Yan Ming and Li Huai Sheng exchanged a knowing glance, a look that said it all.
