Wang Yan left, and it was only then that Bai Yue sighed in relief.
For some reason, she had been feeling that Wang Yan's gaze towards her had been somewhat off these past few days. He used to be quite friendly towards her, albeit with a bit of distance, but recently she noticed the look in his eyes seemed to be ablaze.
That scorching sensation made her too scared to meet his eyes.
Just now, while Wang Yan was around, she didn't dare to leave the room, for fear of bumping into him. Now that he was gone, she finally lifted the curtain and stepped out. A big basket of eggs was still in the grain storage, and it seemed that she could only wait until the next market day to go.
