Mingshu was someone who easily softened, with a temper that came and went quickly.
The moment she stepped out of the yard, she began to regret it, especially as Si Chu's pitiable appearance lingered in her mind, impossible to dismiss.
She suddenly stopped in her tracks, unable to bring herself to just walk away like this.
But to go back like that would be too humiliating, right? After all, she had just thrown a big temper tantrum!
No, she still had to make sure that her darling realized the seriousness of the matter!
Otherwise, what would she do if he made the same mistake again?
Mingshu stealthily poked her head out and, sure enough, Si Chu was still standing there with his head bowed, his entire figure shrouded in shadow, even his hair threads seemed to carry a sense of dejection.
Complex emotions flickered across the depths of Mingshu's eyes as she seriously began to analyze her own behavior:
Had she been too harsh?
