Young Master of Fate sobbed. Her tear-blurred eyes turned toward Yue Shen, then flicked quickly toward Zhao Linchuan standing nearby before she looked away and continued sobbing.
Yue Shen followed her gaze to Zhao Linchuan, and her expression instantly turned strange.
She pulled Young Master of Fate back into her arms, soothingly rubbing her back as she looked up and glared at Zhao Linchuan, saying coquettishly:
"Just look at you! Just look at you! You've made the mute girl so angry she's talking!"
Zhao Linchuan spread his hands and said with an innocent look, "I'm innocent! I didn't do anything!"
Yue Shen ignored his explanation. Making faces at him, she said in an exaggerated tone, "Look at what you've done to her! Hurry up and get out!"
At the same time, a voice transmission only Zhao Linchuan could hear reached his ears: Hurry up and go! I'll clean up your mess!
Warmth stirred in Zhao Linchuan's heart when he received her message. He quickly gave Yue Shen a grateful look.
He hastily picked up the clothes scattered nearby and dashed toward the bathroom.
His retreating figure looked very much like he was fleeing in disgrace.
Only after his footsteps faded beyond the door did Yue Shen gently help Young Master of Fate sit up.
She reached out and softly wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes with her fingertips, her movements incredibly tender.
"Young Master of Fate," she asked softly, "tell big sister, while I was bathing just now, what exactly did he do to you?"
Young Master of Fate sobbed, looking at her with tearful eyes. Her lips moved.
A faint mental fluctuation quietly entered Yue Shen's mind.
*He kept standing outside the door... He insisted that I speak... When I didn't, he just kept standing