Qin Shuang felt that He Zhiyao was warning her.
But she didn't dare to retort.
Occasionally, she would reflect on whether she had become too presumptuous in front of He Zhiyao lately? Even a little bit overstepping.
At that thought, Qin Shuang's guilt increased slightly.
Thinking about it, it seemed although He Zhiyao's temper was still unpredictable, he appeared to have been rather tolerant towards her recently, to the extent that she had increasingly lost her sense of propriety.
Qin Shuang quickly looked away, avoiding He Zhiyao's gaze, and said softly, "I'm going to take a shower."
She then hurried into the bathroom.
It wasn't until she had closed the door behind her that she patted her chest, and breathed a sigh of relief.
