Earlier, Lan Shang had sent Shao Jinhai to come to get Chan Juan; which he had refused to but did it anyway. They are to sit together while the ritual was taking place since they were both couples now.
Shao Jinhai seemed less affected or rather not by what he just saw. Guo Qiang took the initiative to excuse himself from the couple. Chan Juan was praying earnestly for him not to leave but she clearly understands. It will be sensible enough to create space.
Chan Juan felt like every gaze from Shao Jinhai, was like acupuncture needles pricking her skin. Why in the world is he not saying anything? Chan Juan thought as her throat went dry, it was like her tongue had fallen into her throat.
Finally, he spoke,
"The ritual will soon begin, your presence is requested." He said in a succinct manner, his voice cold and frosty. Chan Juan raised her brows.
What in the name?! Was this all he wanted to say and was sending me those lethargic gazes? Chan Juan thought.
"Okay, I'll be there soon."
Chan Juan replied and turned around to resume what she was doing. Actually, she was doing nothing, but just wanted to distract herself from him until he leaves; but it seemed like he had no plans of leaving.
Chan Juan bit her lips, there was a long silence, her back clenched as she felt a the chilliness of his presence.
She heard his footsteps, closer and closer until she could smell his strong cologne. Chan Juan gaped slightly, her heart pounding faster than normal.
"Please move back." Chan Juan muttered and crouched.
Shao Jinhai smirked and moved closer,
"And if I don't want to, what will do?" He lowered his voice, more like teasing someone in an annoying and irritating way.
"Nothing, just move away please." Chan Juan's head became hazy.
Shao Jinhai was becoming more strange, he thought; most especially when ever he was around Chan Juan. He suddenly liked teasing her, and being around her but he's trying to withhold himself.
Her hair, glimmering and subtle like freshly fallen snow. Shao Jinhai gazed at the woman below him, she was so fragile, it was as if he would break her with just a snap of his finger.
Her fidgetiness want him to protect her more, to hold her in his embrace but something stronger was holding him back.
He clenched his hand and pushed it back into his pocket.
"You have ten minutes." He said lastly before leaving.
Chan Juan released her tensed muscles and heaved heavily, she turned around and saw his silky silhouette until it faded.
She fluttered her lashes, her face going through series of emotions.
"What the hell just happened?"
At the Family Temple,
Shao Jinhai walked into the alter, he checked his wrist watch, it was just 10:30 in the morning. He looked up and saw the priest sitting at the top of the SACRED alter.
"Well well well, look at who we have here. Big Cousin has grown so muscular and big!" Li Mengyao exclaimed coming from behind Shao Jinhai.