After what seemed like an eternity, the wave of pain finally receded, and she felt as if she had been fished out of water, her sweat-drenched hair sticking to her face.
Shu Yu looked at her with an indifferent expression.
Once she had calmed down, she asked with a pale face, "Why are you here?"
"Why can’t I be here?"
"No, I mean..." He was a man with a penchant for cleanliness, always fond of tidiness, and he seemed particularly averse to ugly things, like the Gu creatures she raised. Previously, he wouldn’t even glance at them, his face full of disdain, as if afraid that simply looking would taint his eyes.
Shu Yu raised an eyebrow, "Does it matter?"
"Never mind, I need to prepare medicine. Can you leave first? I cannot be disturbed while I’m working on it."
"You didn’t have this rule before."
Suddenly, she was at a loss for words.
But that was indeed the truth.
Because of her nature, once she was deeply engrossed in something, her attention would be highly focused, and not even a catastrophe could affect her.
Shu Yu’s brows slightly knitted, then slowly lifted a hand...
"What are you trying to do?"
She quickly stepped backward.
The corners of his lips slightly curled as he moved a step closer.
As she retreated, he advanced again.
Until there was a bang.
Her back hit a shelf, and she could retreat no further.
This man, who usually seemed so cold, was merely putting on a facade. Everyone has a mask, and he was no exception.
He raised his hand and placed it on the shelf behind her, then loomed over her with the advantage of his height.
She wished she could shrink into a ball to push him away, yet she feared the pain and could only try to keep a safe distance.
But they were already too close!!
"You are the wife of our brother, and you’ve been away for so long, don’t you think you should make it up to us?"
"Make up what?" She was dumbfounded.
He looked at her as if she were an idiot, "What do you think? No matter what, you are still our wife. What else could I be referring to, other than that?"
Her face stiffened with fear, nearly losing all color: "But but but... You’re not well! It’s daytime, not even night, you never took what’s yours during the day before?"
The smile on his lips deepened, he shared a striking semblance to Shujun when he smiled, and even his brows seemed to carry a hint of flirtatious frivolity.
Suddenly, he leaned in, his face almost touching hers, his lips so close to hers. Their distance was barely a centimeter, almost brushing against each other.
"My health is poor, but aren’t you here? But you seem... even more frightened than I am, no?"
His breath was as fragrant as orchids, and a man who was usually so cold became unbearable when he turned flirtatious.
But he suddenly tapped her nose lightly, and the next moment: "Ow—!!!"
Clutching her nose, she cried out in agony.
Yixuan and Haoming, hearing her scream, hurried over. But she had bolted the door from the inside to avoid interruptions. Thus Yixuan couldn’t enter and could only bang on the door anxiously from outside.
Haoming, however, was more brutal. Lifting his long leg, he was about to kick the door open when his wife’s voice came from inside: "I’m fine, don’t come in!"
It really was, too miserable!
She clutched her nose, as if she had been punched, tears streaming down her face in pain. She truly did not want to be seen in this pitiful state by anyone, it was just too too embarrassing!
Outside, Haoming paused for a moment.
Inside, Shu Yu maintained his cold demeanor, revealing an expression that said, "I knew it would be ."