Shen Jin stood there dumbfounded. Her exquisite face had lost every trace of the aloof queen she had been moments earlier. Instead, it was filled with shock and fear, like a startled ostrich desperate to find a hole to bury her head in.
This...
This wasn't what Sister Hua had told me!
Who said that?
Who said Yun Xiaoran was easy to handle, just waiting for me to bring him out of his shell?
Yun Xiaoran noticed that Shen Jin's hand hadn't moved toward his face and found it a little strange. What's going on? Why isn't she touching me anymore? Is she angry?
He lowered his head and looked questioningly at his wife, who was still standing there in a daze, her clothes showing off every curve of her body.
But Yun Xiaoran had no time to admire her. He merely asked in confusion, "Why did you stop?"
Yun Xiaoran had only meant to ask a question. Who could have imagined that his icy, aloof wife, who had looked so confident just moments ago, as though she intended to devour him, would suddenly turn into a frightened little rabbit?
"I..."
Shen Jin blushed, flustered and annoyed. She managed only that single word before her upturned face reddened visibly, and then she simply fled.
In her high heels, she made her way back to her room and slammed the door, leaving Yun Xiaoran bewildered beside the dining table while Fu Bao watched her retreat.
After fleeing blindly back to her room, Shen Jin's heart thudded in her chest. Her exquisite face was scarlet as she stared at the floor, leaned back against the door, and lightly bit her lip, her thoughts a tangled mess.
She unlocked her phone, intending to message Sister Hua and ask what she should do now.