Fourth Master was amused by her shaking her head from behind, and his anger deflated as if pricked by a needle, slowly leaking away.
He wanted to laugh.
And indeed, he laughed.
"Speak clearly, since it's not that you dislike me, then what is it?" Once Fourth Master laughed, he found it difficult to remain angry.
His body relaxed, allowing Ye Zao to embrace him.
Lifting her chin with one hand to look into her eyes, he said, "Are you feeling wronged? Let's talk properly."
Ye Zao blinked, as if to make sure Fourth Master wouldn't suddenly run off, then let go of him and took a step towards the outer part of the couch to better pull him towards her.
Fourth Master watched her do this without moving or speaking.
After a long while, Ye Zao mustered up the courage to take Fourth Master's hand, "I don't dislike you. I'm annoyed with Princess Yun."
As she said the latter part, she gripped Fourth Master's hand tightly.
