The cabin was restored to a tranquil atmosphere Ji Yao was used to as Rui Fei quieted down. The only issue was that the longer the silence lasted the more Ji Yao realised he had made a terrible mistake.
To be honest, he actually didn't know what got into him when he said such a thing. It was like he was an entirely different person. If this was a transmigration story then this would be considered OOC big time.
The thought of sitting down for hours on end painting Rui Fei's portrait made his teeth itch so much that he even thought of sabotaging him. Granted the boy was really good looking but in Rui Fei's presence, he could feel his blood seethe in anger and a great sense of unease like he was in the presence of a predator. Though this feeling was barely a fraction of what he felt two years ago he was still peeved by it.
