The moment Yao Qing thought of this, her expression suddenly changed.
Coldness surged into her eyes, and she almost instantaneously stepped back twice.
When she looked at the man in front of her again, all that remained was a pervasive, bone-deep chill.
"Don't come looking for me again."
Yu Yanshen's pupils appeared to contract imperceptibly, and he suddenly had a feeling—
that if he let her go now, she might truly leave him forever.
This illusion compelled him to subconsciously reach for her hand, but Yao Qing's reaction was far quicker than Yu Yanshen's.
She turned around and, before the man could recover from the barrage of information in her words, she disappeared.
Just then, Ruan Qiu finished dealing with her urgent needs, and as the door opened, she was pushed right back inside by Yao Qing.
Then there was the sound of the door slamming shut.
Ruan Qiu: ?????
"What's wrong, my dear Qing? Did you see a ghost outside?"
