He waved over two bodyguards, saying, "Take Second Young Master back to his room to rest. Without my order, do not let him leave."
Wu Yue shot Wu Huiming a deep glance, tears slipping from the corners of his eyes. He walked away with a bitter smile.
They said they were sending him to rest in his room.
In reality, wasn't this just soft imprisonment?
He had racked his brain to come up with a way to turn his situation around, but Jing Shun had exposed his plan.
After this incident, Wu Huiming would never trust him again.
Even if he were to block a blade for Wu Huiming in the future, Wu Huiming wouldn't believe him anymore.
This time, he was truly done for.
For the rest of this life, he would never recover.
He hated the cruelty and unfairness of fate, laughed bitterly and mockingly, and walked away.
Wu Huiming seemed a bit awkward, exchanged a few polite words with Jian Shichu and the others, then took Qian Yuan outside to entertain the guests.
