At this moment, she was completely stunned.
The candle flame flickered suddenly, reflecting Yu Wenye’s cold and stern face, his expression uncertain in the light. He slightly furrowed his brow and asked, "Don’t you feel pain?"
Shang Ruyi was still somewhat unresponsive.
Yu Wenye raised the hand holding her wrist, bringing her own hand in front of her. Only then did Shang Ruyi notice that her pinky fingertip had been blistered by the flame.
It was just now, while she was absent-minded trimming the candle wick, that the flame had caused the blister.
Shang Ruyi’s heart sank, hurriedly withdrawing her hand from his grasp, retreating a few steps in confusion, yet unsure of where to go. The originally spacious bridal chamber suddenly seemed cramped and narrow.
Seeing her apparent panic, Yu Wenye slowly furrowed his eyebrows.
Earlier, when he saw her trimming the candle wick, her pinky finger was actually burned by the flame without her noticing. In his urgency, he pulled her away, not expecting her to still not feel pain, seemingly exposing her vulnerability before him, becoming flustered.
Yu Wenye looked at her and said in a deep voice, "What’s going on?"
"Your hand, is it numb?"
Shang Ruyi only felt utterly embarrassed.
Her throat choked for a while before she managed to let out a light laugh, saying, "Actually, it’s nothing much, just that when I was young, someone... injured my pinky. The doctor said the bone was hurt, so this pinky has been numb all these years."
Her words, although clear, obviously hid too many things.
Yu Wenye quietly looked at her for a long time before saying, "Oh."
After speaking, he released her hand and turned to sit beside the low table in the center of the room.
Clearly, he didn’t intend to ask more.
Shang Ruyi also didn’t know if she felt relieved or disappointed.
Just as she was rubbing her pinky, still somewhat at a loss, she heard Yu Wenye say in a deep voice, "Shang Ruyi, you seem to have many secrets."
Shang Ruyi’s heart skipped a beat, she looked up at him.
Yu Wenye also turned to look at her, and when their gazes met, a heavy feeling seemed to spread through the room.
Making it increasingly oppressive.
Shang Ruyi was silent for a long time before slowly saying, "It’s just the past, not secrets."
He paused for a moment, then continued, "Actually—"
But before he finished speaking, Yu Wenye said indifferently, "No problem, I’m not interested."
Shang Ruyi’s heart trembled, then she lowered her head, revealing a hint of a bitter smile.
The meaning behind her words was that as long as he asked, she would answer, but—it wasn’t unexpected that Yu Wenye had no affection for her to begin with, so naturally, he wouldn’t care about her past.
Yu Wenye then said, "But there’s one thing you have to listen to clearly—"
"I don’t care what kind of past you have or what you are scheming in this marriage, if you dare to scheme against my family, if your scheme dares to harm my family, I will make you regret it."
These words caused a sharp pain in Shang Ruyi’s heart.
But instead, a faint smile appeared on her face, she turned to Yu Wenye and said, "Don’t worry, since I’ve married you, even if it’s a transaction, I am your wife, part of the Yuwen Family."
"I want to protect my family, including the Yuwen Family."
She smiled bitterly and said, "If you don’t like it, I can change it."