The little interaction between the couple caused Zhao Ruoxin's expression to turn ugly.
Any outsider could tell how protective this man was toward Mu Chenyan...
Only Mu Chenyan who was in the thick of it all was oblivious to it!
Wasn't Sister Qinger supposed to be his childhood sweetheart?
Zhao Ruoxin was clearly unable to resign herself to her fate, so she called out in a low voice, "Brother Xuan..."
"We'll talk about whatever you want to bring up another time."
Yuan Xuan interrupted Zhao Ruoxin, his face calm and unshifting. His dark pupils were dim, and his gaze was distant. All these subtle forms of rejection caused Zhao Ruoxin to lose the courage to continue her sentence.
Yuan Xuan lowered his head and spoke quietly to the woman in his arms, "Follow me home."
'Home?'
Yuan Xuan called the place they lived in home...
