Ruan Xingzhu did not understand why she had suddenly said such things. Was it because last night's experience had left an unforgettable mark on her, letting her experience something she had never felt before? Of course, she quickly suppressed that thought. She soon found herself a perfectly justifiable reason: it was all for the Ruan family's benefit; drawing closer to him brought more advantages than disadvantages.
"You may take it as an invitation," Ruan Xingzhu said. She found the word "seduction" too harsh and replaced it with something more euphemistic.
Looking at the beauty half-hidden in the water, her arms like white jade lotus roots, her delicate collarbones, and skin as fair as milk... Song Qingshu had to admit that she was alluring. Yet he still shook his head and refused. "I don't like women who will sacrifice their looks to achieve their goals." She was the most successful and elite spy in this world. Thinking of those famous spies from his previous life, which of them had not often used their bodies as weapons?
Ruan Xingzhu's delicate body trembled. How could someone as clever as her fail to understand his implication? Thinking that the first time she had taken the initiative with a man had been misunderstood by him, she felt unbearably wronged.
Perhaps because of her unwillingness to accept it, perhaps because of the anger of being misunderstood, she did not release his hand. Biting her lip, she said, "Believe it or not, I have never sacrificed my looks for a mission. I have the trump card of Disguise Art. It is my pride, and it is my dignity!"
Song Qingshu fell silent. "Madam needn't explain such things to me."
But Ruan Xingzhu ignored him and continued, "You are the only man besides my husband who has ever