He does not need her confession.
Li Sinian insisted on having Lake call the doctor: "Let Chris come and have a look."
"Yes." Lake left the place.
Heather's tears on her face had not dried: "I'm really fine."
"I know you're fine," his slender hand rested on her face, caressing her cheek, "but it's also time to change the dressing. Be good, don't cry."
Heather shook her head; she didn't want to accept all this with a clear conscience.
"But Li Sinian, I have done wrong things before."
"You did nothing wrong; it's not your fault you were born there."
This sentence made Heather's tears burst forth like a valve that had lost control.
Her heart hurt even more.
"The only thing I'm grateful for is that I never truly betrayed you," she sobbed, crying for the first time in front of him like a child, "I didn't sell you out..."
"I know," Li Sinian said calmly, "I know everything. From the moment you came to my side, I've known."
