"It's only right that he be properly punished!"
Gu Yuena raised her chin slightly, her fingertips curling softly inside her sleeves as she began making plans.
The punishment absolutely could not go too far. If it was too intense, it would only make it seem as though they had been set against each other, needlessly damaging the affection they had built 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 measured warning, like tossing a stone into a still lake. It had to stir up ripples striking enough to be noticed, yet not muddy the water or startle the fish.
As she thought this, the gentle smile on her face deepened slightly. Yet the smile did not reach her eyes; instead, it carried a hint of irresistible authority.
A moment later, Gu Yuena took several steps back and stopped beside the carved pearwood table in the center of the room. Its surface was polished like a mirror, reflecting the hem of her plain white dress, where the hidden patterns embroidered into the fabric shimmered faintly under the light.
She turned lightly and sat on the edge of the table, her legs hanging naturally. The hem of her white dress lifted slightly, revealing a section of calf wrapped in white stockings.
The stockings were exquisitely fine, making her smooth skin seem even more translucent. A ring of subtle silver-thread embroidery at the top echoed the silver tassels in her hair, lending her an effortless elegance.
She raised her gaze toward Fusheng, who stood not far away. The turbulence in her purple eyes had already faded, leaving only calm indifference.
Her silver high heels traced graceful curves around her ankles. The toe of one shoe tapped