Pei Yuhang turned his face away, avoiding Shang Miaoyan's gaze.
But Shang Miaoyan relentlessly circled around to face him. She clasped her hands behind her back, her slightly forward-leaning body tracing a graceful curve, her red lips almost touching his ear.
"So... don't tell me Ye Liyuan locked you out again? Did you have no choice but to come sleep here for a night?"
"What nonsense are you talking about... The Cold Spring is where I normally cultivate. What's so strange about me resting here?"
Pei Yuhang silently laid out his bedding, not wanting to speak with Shang Miaoyan anymore.
But Shang Miaoyan was already convinced by her own judgment. Her beautiful eyes narrowed, and she couldn't hide the delight at the corners of her mouth.
'It must have been that "shrew" Ye Liyuan who kicked my beloved Xiaohan out!'
'Ye Liyuan, oh, Ye Liyuan. You've given me the perfect opening!'
'Since you've personally delivered Xiaohan to me, I'll be sure to enjoy him thoroughly~!'
