Huo Shenting's deep eyes seemed to pierce through the heart, discerning her thoughts, causing an inexplicable panic.
She retracted her hand from his tie, the corners of her lips bearing a thin, faint smile, displaying a calm demeanor, unaffected by the topic at hand.
Huo Shenting scanned her deeply, then averted his gaze, his tone chilly as he spoke.
"Since you're not ready, I won't force you. There's no need to look like you're being compelled."
Ye Shu lifted her head and looked at Huo Shenting; she remembered the first time she saw him, thinking he was a charming and debonair gentleman, his handsome face gentle and cultured.
But in recent years, his demeanor had become increasingly colder, and his aura had matured significantly, giving a sense of distance that was hard to bridge.
She lightly pressed her red lips together, withdrew her gaze from him, and said softly,
"I'm just surprised that you would suddenly make such a request. Let's go downstairs and have breakfast."
