"We have to punish him properly!"
Gu Yuena raised her chin slightly, her fingertips curling softly within her sleeves as she began making plans.
The punishment could not go too far. If it was too intense, it would instead make it seem as though they stood on opposing sides, needlessly damaging the affection they had built up over time;
but if she let him off too lightly, how could she make him truly feel her displeasure?
What she wanted was a perfectly timed warning, like tossing a stone into a calm lake. It had to send out ripples obvious enough to be noticed, yet not stir up the water and frighten the fish.
As she thought this, the gentle smile on Gu Yuena's face deepened slightly. Yet that smile did not reach her eyes; instead, it carried a hint of undeniable authority.
A moment later, Gu Yuena took several steps back and stopped beside the carved pearwood table in the center of the room. Its polished surface was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the hem of her plain white dress. The subtle patterns embroidered along it shimmered faintly in the light.
She gave a slight turn and lightly seated herself on the edge of the table, her legs hanging naturally. The hem of her white dress lifted gently, revealing a section of calf wrapped in white stockings.
The stockings were exquisitely fine, making her smooth skin appear even more translucent. A ring of silver-threaded patterns at the tops of the stockings echoed the silver tassels in her hair, lending her an effortless refinement.
She raised her eyes toward Fusheng, who stood not far away. The turbulence in those violet eyes had already subsided, leaving behind only calm indifference.
Her silver high heels traced elegant arcs around her ankles. The