Only after ensuring that everything was okay with her family did she finally turn to face her Yuan. He had been strangely quiet since her arrival, unwilling to even meet her gaze.
Her sharp eyes flicked toward the two Hybrids standing nearby, their postures rigid and disciplined, embodying the precision of Military protocol. Their spines were stiff, their hands clasped behind their backs. With a casual yet authoritative wave of her hand, she broke the spell.
"At ease, gentlemen," she said, her tone soft but laced with finality.
Obediently, the officers relaxed, their shoulders dropping as they reached for the steaming cups of coffee offered by the house staff, grateful for the brief respite.
The woman moved closer, stepping in front of her husband. With a soft yet firm touch, she lifted his chin with her index finger, ensuring their eyes connected. "Our baby, Mr. Xi. Our mother. Our wedding venue," she slowly repeated her words from earlier.
