"..."
Shang Ruyi blinked and looked at him.
Yu Wenye had always been a very resolute person, even his appearance was marked by a certain hardness, so when he spoke solemnly, it always gave off an invisible pressure, making people dare not take him lightly.
Yet for some reason, when he said this sentence, his gaze and breath made Shang Ruyi feel a bit unexpectedly—vulnerable.
It seemed, if what happened today truly deceived him, it might not affect her much.
But it would shatter him.
Although she felt this thought was somewhat absurd—how could Yu Wenye be shattered? Shang Ruyi couldn't help but soften her demeanor and gave him a gentle smile: "Hmm."
Yu Wenye's eyes flickered again.
Just then, a familiar voice sounded beside them: "Madam Shang."
