In the teahouse.
Yin Tingxue listened intently, her face suddenly flushed upon catching those scattered sounds.
Her face was as red as blood, and she lowered it, muttering for a while, secretly cursing Chen Yi.
How could he have such a way with women?
Yin Tingxue, feeling so embarrassed, covered her ears, wishing she could find a hole to hide in.
Now that they were boyfriend and girlfriend, she was a bit bolder, not only cursing him secretly, but might even scold him a bit when they met later. However, she knew not to say too much, just a word or two, or she'd be in trouble if he turned hostile.
At this moment, a woman in white turned her face towards Yin Tingxue, seeing her flushed face and guessing something had happened.
Yin Weiyin repeatedly asked:
"How's it going?"
The lips of the Princess of Xiang quivered a little, not knowing how to respond, and after a while, she stammered:
"Just... this and that."
