Ye Wen had only just noticed the gaze behind him withdraw, when it suddenly focused on him again. He groaned inwardly. He wasn't some lust-crazed fiend—did she have to make such suggestive remarks so obvious?
And she was Zhu Zhuqing, the aloof goddess. What kind of provocation had made her say something like that?
Ye Wen was at a loss. He stiffened for quite a while before finally speaking solemnly.
"Miss, I have clearly received your determination to become stronger, but please forgive me for declining.
"Besides, I can tell that you are not that kind of frivolous woman. There must be some unavoidable reason why you said such things. How about we find somewhere to sit down and talk it over? If there's anything I can do to help, I certainly will."
It would be a lie to say he was unmoved by the cold goddess Zhu Zhuqing, with her youthful face and voluptuous figure.
But having rejected her so sternly without losing his humanity, Huo Yu'er definitely wouldn't get any wrong ideas. Ye Wen silently gave his acting skills a thumbs-up.
Zhu Zhuqing merely stared blankly at Ye Wen.
Because the look in Ye Wen's eyes was so clear and pure.
Zhu Zhuqing knew how attractive she was, but she had never taken joy in it. The gazes of outsiders made her nauseous, as though they could devour her whole at any moment when she was unprotected.
Even more so because Zhu Zhuqing knew just how cruel the struggle for the throne would be to her. Either she won, or her future would be nothing but darkness.
Especially after finding Dai Mubai and learning of his debauched private life, Zhu Zhuqing's indifference and disgust toward such matters had reached their peak.
This was the first time in her